#but its getting late so imma go sleep before i stay up even more to doodle stuff. gn <3 | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

toxicanonymity · 11 months

Note

i had dream about this lol. reader is naive/innocent/virgin, they know about sex but not much about masturbation. reader tells joel that they’ve been having this problem at night (usually) where they get all hot and achey down there. joel’s like well i know a way you can fix that feeling!! hopefully this isn’t too outrageous, i just love perv!joel lololll

Aches

900 / Joel x virgin!Reader / joel master

✨ prequel: fires | sequel: thoughts

WARNINGS: I8+ mdni, big girthy age gap (20/50s) only one sleeping bag. fingering, grinding. mention of Joel being a girl dad.

You can't sleep. You scoot your lower body forward and away from Joel's crotch.

"You okay, sweetie?"

Not really, but you don't know how to talk to him about it. You’ve been sharing a sleeping bag with Joel ever since yours was lost in a scuffle. Joel's is big enough for both of you, but barely. You’re settled in against him with your head on his bicep trying to get to sleep, but he was poking into you again, and it makes you ache. The feeling between your legs is so distracting, so overwhelming you can't sleep.

It seizes you and won’t let you relax, but you don’t know what to do about it. You’re a grown woman, of course you’ve tingled before, felt the warmth between your legs, thought about sex, hoped to have it one day. But this aching, throbbing feeling worries you. It’s so beyond anything you’ve ever felt before. It's extreme and sometimes it hurts. You worry something has happened to you from sleeping so rough, not having the right products people used to have for their periods.

The feeling is at its worst when his dick gets hard and presses up against you. That makes you suspect it's sexual. But you never learned how to get yourself off, and it's too late now.

"Um, yeah," you whisper. "I'm okay."

You squirm uncomfortably and dig a hand between your legs just to stay there.

"What's wrong honey?"

You sigh. "I just feel funny, that's all. You can't help. It's girl stuff."

"Now, hold on. Gimme some credit. I was a girl dad remember? You havin' cramps?" He gently rubs your lower belly, making the throbbing between your legs even worse.

"No, not like that," you groan.

He lifts his head up and gets more serious. "What's goin' on, sweetie? Where's it hurt?"

Your face burns as you start to try to tell him. "In the front between my legs."

His breath hitches. "What's it feel like?"

"It just aches and tingles and feels like a lot of pressure."

He inhales deeply. "Anything else that goes with it?"

"I get wet," you say. "But I don't think it's like normal. This is really a lot, and I'm afraid something's wrong."

He's quiet for a moment. "Nothin's wrong with you, baby," he murmurs. "Imma try somethin', okay? Tell me if this makes it worse or better."

"Okay." You're desperate. Plus, you've been traveling with him for weeks and you're past the point of modesty.

He nestles in behind you and grinds his hard cock into your ass. "Worse or better?"

"Worse, worse."

"Okay, now we know what the problem is. It's just tension, baby. Built up pressure. Your body's reactin' to mine."

"Okay. . ."

"Just gotta relieve that pressure. It's okay, we all do it. I can give ya some space if ya want"

Your heart rate speeds up. He must assume you know how. "I don't do that," you whisper.

"Ya gotta. Not gonna go away on its own, sweetie."

"I never figured out how. maybe something's wrong with me"

"Nothin's wrong with ya sweetie." He's quiet for a moment then he strokes your abdomen reassuringly. His hand finds yours between your legs. "Want some help?" He asks.

"Um, alright."

You move your hand out of the way and Joel's replaces it, first feeling you over your underwear. He whistles silently when he feels how wet you are. Then he slides his hand into your waistband. "This okay?"

"Yeah."

He backs up and urges you to lie down flat on your back. His hand wedges between your thighs and you move them apart, making space. He watches you watch his hand. He bypasses your clit to wetten his fingers with your arousal. "This okay?" He asks and you nod.

His middle finger prods at your entrance "can I go in?" You nod again.

He scoots up and presses his hard cock into your hip as he swirls his finger, then inserts it to the first knuckle and your mouth falls open with the intrusion. "Real tight," he mutters.

"What's that mean?"

"Nothin', baby."

He proceeds to insert his whole finger, then adds another. He slides his fingers through your folds then finds your clit and begins to rub wet circles. "Tell me when it feels right," he says.

He tries a few angles, speeds, and techniques until one really hits the spot and you say "that."

"Good girl."

He rubs you just how you like. "Now if you wanna touch your nipple or somethin', sometimes that helps, too."

You slide a hand under your shirt and lightly caress your breast. You feel your lower belly heating up, you're getting more tense but also feeling so good with his hand between your legs. He grinds himself into you as he fingers you and watches your spine begin to arch.

"Come on, sweetie. Let it happen."

You whine from the pressure. "Joel, I - I don't know how"

"Sure ya do, baby just let go, let it happen," his voice is soothing and low.

You whine again and pinch your eyes shut.

"I know baby, you're almost there;"

A few more strokes and you see stars. You ride massive waves of pleasure and relief. It feels so good you cry.

"Shhh, it's okay, baby. I got you." He caresses your face. "You're okay, I got you, sweetie." He presses a kiss to your temple.

SEQUEL: Thoughts

Thank you so much for reading. I always love your comments 🥹🙏

If you're into innocent readers, there's more where this came from. . . My ongoing series Left in Lincoln has an innocent, naive, virgin reader. And my master list has a virgin section lol.

All Joel: @ethanhoewke @silkiers @eiviea @evyiione @xdaddysprincessxx @queerly-anxious @chernayawidow @ambassadortotrilliusprime @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog @jasminespringtime @romanarose @fandomsfallnomore @djarinxore @lokanda @blackvelveteen1339 @manazo @wolvesandvampires @taeslarityy @str84pedro @kyloispunk @filthfairy @fieryglutenfreechickennoodles @harriedandharassed @moonlightdivine @worhols @fan-fiction-floozy @cutesyscreenname @weddingfairy @pedropascal-whore @spideysimpossiblegirl

#joel miller x reader #joel miller smut #joel miller drabble #joel miller fic #pedro pascal fic #perv!joel miller #dark!joel miller #pedro pascal #pervy!joel miller #pedro pascal smut #toxicanonymity ☠️

5K notes · View notes

yccoffeesimp · 2 months

Text

Dan Heng looked at the grey-furred animal that rested in your arms. The raccoon stared back at him, still resting in your hold. Dan Heng wasn't even aware of how you even got a hold of it, especially how it let you just pick it up so easily.

After all, this was just to be a nice outing in Belobog to distract yourselves from the stressful events that recently have passed. Dan Heng barely went out of his room, his nightmares more frequent. You weren't so sure how you could help him being his partner. So you made a plan for the two of you to spend the afternoon together would help him a bit. It worked a bit, it wasn't so busy in Belobog today. Dan Heng probably couldn't be able to handle it if it was.

But during your little evening out, you both stopped at a large trash dumpster. Hearing noises coming from it. Thinking it could be a Warp Trotter, Dan Heng got Cloud Piecer out, with you taking your weapon out. You slowly walked towards it before immediately jumping at whatever was making the sounds. You lightly squealed, causing Dan Heng to begin to walk toward you. You were kneeling on the ground, immediately imagining the worst, Dan Heng rushed to your side before he saw the raccoon you now held.

"Look, Dan Heng!" You smiled, slightly raising the mammal towards Dan Heng. "A raccoon?" He said, his shoulders falling a bit from the stress he had before now vanished. "Isn't it cute?" Dan Heng took a closer look at it. Soft grey fur with a patch of black fur on its face. It looked fairly cute but it had a little weird trash slop on its hands. "It is but I don't think you should be holding it.." He replied.

"Why not?" You asked, Dan Heng sighed. "It was just near a dumpster, there's no telling what it was doing or where it's been. Plus it could have several diseases for all we know." He answered."True.." You mumbled, looking at the raccoon in your arms. "Come now.. It's getting late, we should probably head back to the express now." You nodded in agreement, the both of you already heading back. Dan Heng and you soon arrived back at the Astral Express.

Pom-Pom being the first to greet you. "Well well, it's nice to see you two are safe and sound. Everyone else is already asleep or in their rooms." They said, the front lobby was empty. The lights dimmed, showing that everyone was in fact in the passenger cabin already. "Did we stay out that late?" You muttered to yourself. "It seems so.."

You and Dan Heng then walked to the archives, opening the door to the small yet always comforting room. Dan Heng's makeshift bed on the floor as always with an extra pillow beside it for you. As mentioned before he had his nightmares more frequently, so you began sleeping over to keep him company. Dan Heng took off his coat as you set down your bag.

"Imma go change into my other clothes in my room real quick before we head to bed, okay Dan Heng?" He nodded before you left. Your bag rested in a chair in the archives. It was silent as Dan Heng waited for you to return before something cluttered and the sound of something moving around sounded. Dan Heng looked around for a bit before the sound came once,

Dan Heng's gaze then landed on your bag. It was moving... As much as he respected your privacy and hated the idea of going through your bag to see what you had in there, he reluctantly walked towards it. Pulling back the zipper and opening the bag to reveal... "You've got to be kidding me.." He sighed, the same raccoon from before stared at him.

A small cookie in its hand that it seemed to have through the packaging it was in."Okay, I'm back- Oh.." You've returned to see Dan Heng holding your bag with the raccoon's head sticking out of it, munching on the cookie. "Care to explain why you have an animal in your bag?" He spoke. His tone was unreadable, you couldn't tell if he was annoyed, angry, or just tired. Maybe a mixture of three...

"Well, you see uh- Funny story.." "Mhm, I bet this will be interesting." "Well uh- It looked hungry and since we were already going back to the express. I let it into my bag and gave it some cookies..." You explained, rubbing the back of your neck.

Dan Heng's gaze made you a bit nervous cause you didn't know how this would end. Either with a lecture about bringing animals onto the express or a lecture about randomly taking animals. The possibilities were endless at this point. Your lover sighed once more. "Was bringing it on the Astral Express also within your plan.?"

"I mean... If I asked permission to keep it as a pet maybe?" You shrugged. "You can't keep a raccoon as a pet." Dan Heng groaned. "Who says I can't keep Jimmy as a pet."

"You can't keep- I'm sorry... Did you just call the raccoon Jimmy..." Dan Heng froze at you suddenly naming the animal. "What's wrong with the name Jimmy?" You asked, placing your hands on your hips. "I can't believe you already named it.." Dan Heng rubbed his temples, your bag set down on the same chair it was on before.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Just tired.." Dan Heng said, his posture was slowly slumping. You walked up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Take a rest, I'll handle the raccoon." "Are you sure, I could go with you-" "Yes. I'll only be gone for a while but in that while, you should be resting." Dan Heng was about to say something else, but seeing how you really wouldn't back down from this, he stopped himself.

"Alright then, be safe.. and don't bring any other animals from Jarilo- VI.." "Can't make any promises." You shrugged. It was a few minutes before you left, the small animal going with you. Dan Heng turned to one of the tablets for the database. To pass the time of your absence, he figured to list something in a locked data folder.20 minutes passed before the door to the archives opened, Dan Heng turned to see you standing triumphantly, your bag was empty.

"Ta-da! I have returned!" You cheer. "Well done.." Dan Heng gave a short nod, his hands closing off the data folder he was in. "Now after a rather long day, would you agree that some rest is needed, oh wise Master Dan Heng." You smile, Dan Heng had a bland expression on his face, unamused by the title. "Please be normal for once." He replied.

"Augh- You wound me so.." You joke, walking to cut off the lights. Dan Heng was already under the covers of his makeshift bed before you crawled beside him. His head was on your chest while he melted into you. "Good night sleepy head.."

"Good night {name}.."

#dan heng x reader #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #gender neutral reader #hsr x you #dan heng #dan heng x you #dan heng hsr #dan heng fluff #hsr fluff #dan heng x gender neutral reader

156 notes · View notes

collapsedglasshouses · 8 months

Text

Maybe Sometime || Nick Folio x OC

Pairing: Nick Folio x OC (she/her)

Summary: When Nova found herself at the birthday party of her childhood best friend Danielle, she didn’t even know what California got in its pockets for her this time.

Warnings: mentions of death of a family member, mentions of alcohol consumption, MDNI, 18+, fingering, steamy make out session I guess lmao, let me know if I forgot something ♡

A/N: Surprise! ♡ I've been working on this the last couple of days and planned it to be a two part series. Let me know if you liked it :)

IF YOU WANNA BE ADDED TO THE TAGLIST PLS LET ME KNOW IN THE COMMENTS OR DM ME

The late-summer morning sun of California hit her skin when Nova left the airport building, her mission clear in her head. Finding her best friend and making it back to her house without getting a sunburn since she wasn't used to being in the sun anymore.

Her new job at a legal office made her leave her hometown San Francisco and brought her to Seattle, while her best friend found her soulmate back here in San Francisco about three years ago.

So, when she saw her at her car, kissed by the sun with her auburn hair perfectly blown out and smiling from ear to ear while waving at Nova, she couldn't help but feel jealous for a second. It wasn't that she didn't think Danielle deserved it all, she was more than happy for her. But when she was truly honest with herself, she really wanted to have a snippet of luck that her best friend had.

While Danielle grew up with rather wealthy parents and had time to figure herself out when it came to jobs and careers, Nova's always been very clear. She grew up in a middle-class family with two older brothers and a single mother. She had a beautiful childhood, but compared to her best friend Danielle, she was often very aware of the fact that nothing in life was simply given to her.

When she started her journey to become a lawyer at 18, she knew she had no chance but stick with that choice, leading her to the point where she was now. In her last year of law school and working part-time in a legal office to get work experience.

When she finally reached Danielle, she felt like looking the exact opposite of her friend. Her colored black hair hanging on her shoulders without any volume while her eye bags almost began to look purple because of the sleep deprive law school and work gave her.

"It is so amazing to see you, Nova." Danielle exclaimed while hugging her childhood friend tightly. "How was your flight?" - "As good as a two-and-a-half-hour flight between a crying child and a snoring businessman can be."

Danielle gave Nova an apologetic look. "I'm so sorry you had to go through this, if you want, I can buy you a ticket for business class for you flight home." - "Please don't, you know I don't like you gifting money to me."

Danielle grabbed Nova's bag and put it in the trunk before she got into the driver's seat while waiting for Nova.

The drive to her house was rather quiet, the old friends chatting about the past and catching up.

When they got to her house, they were greeted by Danielle's fiancé Derek, who gladly showed Nova the room where she would be staying for the next two days.

It was around 9PM and the party was going well. Nova took a sip out of her water cup, letting her gaze roam around the garden area, when someone sat down next to her.

"I'm Nick." - "And I'm not interested." She said not even looking at him. Nova didn't want to be that rude, but parties always freaked her out. She didn't like crowds of people and she liked them even less when they were drunk.

"I'm sorry for bothering you, imma just-..." The boy next to her said while standing up but before he could go away, she stopped him. "No wait... I'm sorry for being rude. I just don't feel that comfortable at parties."

He raised his eyebrows at her, before slowly sitting back down next to her again. "I'm just here because I've literally known Danielle since forever." - "Same here but with Derek."

That sparked her interest and for the first time she looked at the person next to her. He wore a black ripped jeans and a black tank top, displaying his tattoos in all their glory. He had big brown eyes that almost looked doe-like and his short dark hair set perfectly on his head.

He noticed her staring at him, so he asked her: "Are you okay?"

"Totally." She answered finally breaking her gaze to not hyperfixiate on the nostril that decorated his nose. She too had one when she was younger but had to take it out due to professional reasons at work. Nova found that rule stupid, but she would have found it more stupid if she had let herself get fired over metal in her nose, so she just took it out.

"Where do you know Derek from?" She asked the boy interested. "He is the bassist in a band that toured with us." - "Toured with you?" - "Oh yeah... I'm the drummer of a metalcore band... Bad Omens... If you ever heard of us."

"No, sorry. But that actually sounds really cool." She answered him honestly. She remembered being heavily obsessed with Black Veil Brides when she was younger so she definitely knew what she would listen to on her flight home.

"Do you live somewhere around?" He asked Nova and shot her a smile that made her stomach tingle a little. "Uhm... No... I live in Seattle at the moment, because of my job." - "What do you work as? If you don't mind me asking." - "I'm in my last year of law school... I'm becoming a lawyer."

"Woah, that's awesome." He took a sip from his cup. "Yeah, you better not get in trouble or imma kick your ass in court."

"Maybe I need to get in trouble so I can hire you and see you every day." Nova's mouth fell slightly open at his statement. Was he flirting?

"What makes you think I would defend you?" She flirted back, trying to get a reaction out of him.

"Oh, I will convince you." - "And how exactly you wanna do that?"

He licked his lips before looking her in the eyes. "I can't just share my tricks with you. They won't work anymore!"

Nova laughed at his statement before taking a sip out of her water cup.

"You're not drinking?" Nick asked carefully. "No, I don't drink at all.”

He nodded. "Is there any reason for it? Or do you just not like it?"

"I don't wanna get all sad and shit." She joked halfheartedly. In fact, there was a very specific reason.

"If you don't mind sharing, I would love to hear it." He encouraged her.

For a couple of seconds, she thought about if she should share the story with him. When she looked at him, she saw something she couldn't quiet explain. His gaze made her feel understood.

"I can tell you, but I don't wanna shout it over the music." She answered him and he instantly stood up and reached out his hand to her. Hesitantly she took it and with that he safely dragged her through the groups of people gathered in the garden area.

Within two minutes they found themselves on the couch in the small living room upstairs. Only a small lamp lit the room. She couldn't help but calm down a little. She had never been a big fan of large groups of people and even less of parties.

“I really don’t know how I haven’t freaked out already.” Nova let out under her breath.

“I totally get that. Even though I should be used to the noise and tumult by now, I just don’t like this whole thing. Don’t get me wrong I love performing, but this is something totally different.” Nick explained himself and brushed through his hair with one hand.

Nova now noticed that he in fact had abandoned his drink. “You shouldn't have left your drink.”

“But I wanted to. I don’t wanna get drunk if I have the opportunity to get to know someone as interesting as you are.” Nova blushed. “How do you know I’m not boring as hell?”

He began to smile a little. “You’re gonna be a lawyer. You have a mysterious background story, and you look extremely beautiful.”

Nova started to smile while rolling her eyes. “Are you doing that with everyone you find attractive? Luring them into an darkened empty room?”

“No, only with those I want to kidnap.” Nick said with a blank expression before starting to laugh. “I’m kidding.”

After that they fell into a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes.

“Do you still wanna tell me why you don’t drink?” Nick carefully asked, making sure Nova was comfortable with it.

"If you pity me for a second, I'll get up and leave and you'll never see me again, got it?" Nova stated causing Nick to nod frantically. "I swear, I'll not pity you."

"My dad died when I was fifteen." - "Oh." - "Oh my god! You already start to pity me!" - "I'm not but how am I suppose to react if someone tells me their father died!" Nick defended himself.

Nova examined him for a good second and it didn't go unnoticed by her that his cheeks blushed a little while she did so.

"Okay. I believe you." She started again. "So, he died. To find better words, he was actually kind of murdered." Nicks eyes widened in shock but he decided not to say anything that scared her away again. "He was run over by a drunk driver almost eleven years ago. They never found the driver."

Nick nodded when Nova looked at him again. "That is really brutal, I hope you talked to someone about it." - "Yeah, me and my older brothers have been in therapy ever since and I kinda coped with it by becoming a lawyer. I want to make sure everyone gets their right punishment."

"Soo, you're kinda like Batman?" Nick joked and with that Nova started to laugh. She really did expect everthing but not that a cute drummer accused her of being Batman in the middle of the night.

Without even thinking, she spoke her next words. "So, you wanna be my catwoman?"

With that the atmosphere in the room shifted. Nova's cheeks felt like they were burning. Did she really just suggest to a total stranger to be her love interest? It wasn't that odd for her to drop the bomb about her dead dad but this was totally out of place for her. She was very careful about the people she chose to have around her and even more extreme when it came to intimite connections. Random hook ups weren't her thing, but something about Nick made her change her mind in an instant. He fascinated her. The way he instantly built a comfort zone around the two of them just by the way he presented himself intrigued her.

"I think that is the most charming thing someone ever said to me." Nick confessed to her and than chuckled. "I actually would love to become your cat woman if we had more time."

"I'll fly back tomorrow. But if you'll ever happen to be in Seatlle please let me know." Nova answered him honestly while sliding closer to him.

"I would love that." Nick mumbled. His gaze wandered to her lips and than back to her face. "I would really like to kiss you." - "Than do it."

With that he pressed his lips to hers and within seconds she found herself on his lap, one leg on each side. His lips slightly tasted like the whiskey he consumed before and even though she hated alcohol she couldn't get enough of him.

She let her hands wander to cup his face and pressed him even closer to her, while his hands found themselves on her hips. She couldn't help but sigh when he grabbed her a bit harsher.

Slowly but surely his lips started to wander. He placed soft kisses on her jawline and than on her neck, quickly finding her sweet spot. Nova gasped and without even thinking she grinded her hips against him. He quietly moaned her name. With that she knew she would do anything to have Nick closer to her.

His hands started to wander, while their lips met again, and quickly found their way to the button on her shorts. With a skillful movement he opened her shorts. He broke the kiss. "Is this okay for you?"

"Yes, don't you dare and stop now." She moaned and moved her hips again, causing him to moan quietly as well.

Quickly is hand found its way into her pants and underwear. He ran his hands through her folds. "God, you're so fucking wet. Is this all because of me?"

"Yes." She moaned out. Quickly he found her clit and started to move his fingers in slow circles. Immediately she let her head rest on his shoulder and moan his name.

"Be a good girl and stay quiet for me." He demanded and she instantly obeyed. Her hands found there way into his hair her while he fastened his pace.

Than his fingers began to wander again. "You think you can handle my fingers inside of you?" He groaned in her ear causing her to look at his face again. His pupils almost looked black in the dim light of the living room, sending shivers down her spine. She began to nod.

Right when his finger started to push inside of her, Novas phone began to rang, shooting them straight back to reality.

"Really?" Nova breathed out before grabbing her phone, Nick's hand still in her pants. It was Danielle calling her.

She showed Nick and gave him an apologetic smile before answering her phone. What she didn't expect was Nick still continuing to push his finger into her and even adding a second all at ones. So she suppressed a moan before she spoke. "Hello?" - "Where are you, Nova? I haven't seen you in almost an hour."

Nick began to curl his fingers inside of her. She took a deep breath before answering with a slightly breathless voice. "Oh, I needed a break from the people. Imma be back in a minute." - "I hope so, it's ten minutes before midnight and therefore my birthday, lady."

Nick began to attack her neck with kisses and again found her sweet spot in almost milliseconds.

"Yeah, give me a second. I-... I'll come… I‚lol come down."

With that she quickly ended the phone call and whimpered.

"As much as I would like to continue but if we don't show up downstairs within the next minute, Danielle will kill me." Nova told Nick breathless.

He let out an disappointed sigh and slowly removed his hand from her, causing her to whimper at the loss of connection. He again shocked her when he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. Nova's mouth fell slighty open at his action but he just smirked at her and brought his lips back to her mouth.

She tasted herself on him and almost lost it again, but she knew they needed to get downstairs.

Sadly she needed to pull away from him.

They quickly rushed downstairs and managed to join the group of people right in time for Danielle's birthday.

For the rest of the evening they were glued to each other's side and both of them hoped their night, full of not so innocent touches and innuendos, would never end.

If only they had thought about exchanging numbers...

#bad omens fanfiction #nick folio fanfiction #nick folio fanfic #nick folio fic #bad omens fic #bad omens fanfic #bad omens rpf #collapsedglasshouseswrites #nick folio x oc #nick folio x reader

62 notes · View notes

scary-lasagna · 1 year

Note

Imma be honest, I dont care for a lot of the more popular creepypasta characters, BUT. If you could write headcanons or something similar about Smile Dog acting like a normal hellhound, flipping between cute puppy and hellish monster just on a normal day, I'd be so appreciative. I mean, hes a dog. You cant go too wrong with him.

Smile Dog

Smile has a very important job at the manor. He even has his own work vest and everything.

Smile takes care of the rodents with Seed, barks at Grinny cat, and has a side hobby of eating food off of the floor at family mealtime.

Then, at the end of the day, he opens Jeff's door without opposable thumbs (genius) and chills with his owner until he sleeps.

Of course, right when Jeff falls asleep, Smile must make sure to wake him up to go to the bathroom. This is an absolutely necessary part of his day.

Now that we have the overview, let's see what Smile does on a normal day.

"Hi, Puppyy!!!" The girl with Jeff's smile was always so nice to him before he went to work. And always scratched him behind the ear, just how he likes it. But she reeks of stinky perfume and nail polish, along with Jeff's dirty laundry, so Smile doesn't like to stay long.

Besides, Old Man is always on time to feed him, and he simply cannot be late.

"There you go," Slender says, with a single rub on the head.

Meat.

And with a growl that shook the kitchen, Smile lunged at the food and immediately started eating bite-shaped chunks out of his food bowl.

You might be thinking, well, isn't that normal for a hungry dog? Well, hungry dogs usually eat what is inside the bowl. Not the bowl itself. But...it all goes down the same way, and he's never had a terrible potty break.

Speaking of potty....

"Jesus!" Tim snapped, and barely managed to swing his leg up in time to dodge Smile barreling down the hallway. "Jeff, get your fuckin' hound!"

Smile eagerly gnawed on the door handle until he managed to open it, and shoved it open. The door handle has already made its imprint of a crater shaped hole in the wall. The same routine every single morning really does a number on the drywall.

Jeff's eyes shot open, and scrambled out of bed before Smile could break another rib this week. Smile was too excited to hear his owner beg for mercy as all 160 pounds of dog galloped toward him.

Jeff was crushed and pinned all at once, groaning in pain from the sheer weight of his companion licking and gnawing at any bone he could identify. "All right, all right, I'm up. Fuckin' Hell, kid." Smile hopped backward, leaping vertically as Jeff staggered toward the useless leash and collar.

Smile dragged him around in the mornings until his zoomies wore off, but Jeff spent $60 on this at the nearest Underrealm pet shop; So he might as well use it, right?

After Jeff was dragged around, tripped down the stairs, and got new grass stains on his PJ's Smile was ready to take on the day.

For acting as a human ragdoll at times, Jeff knew Smile didn't ever mean him any harm. He was just a big goofball with a lot of energy. As Jeff fixated Smile's work vest, Smile took deep breaths, and scanned the lobby.

Mission today: Eradicate rodents. Yell at Grinny for sleeping on the job. Motivate and help Grinny catch rodents. Catch any treats the house guests are rewarding Smile. Go to bed by 11pm so he can wake up and do it all over again.

"Stay." Jeff ordered, and held Smile by the collar. And while Smile obviously had the strength to knock Jeff off his feet and rip his arm off from the sheer take-off speed, Smile listened to Jeff whenever he wasn't running at the speed of light.

Smile whined in excitement, and hopped around on each paw, twitching to get ready to run. Jeff attached the tracker to his "Hellhound at Work" collar, which only drove up Smile's excitement.

"Alright...go get em', kid." Jeff gave him a send-off smack on the hind, and Smile launched toward the open set of doors.

And so,

he's off.

"JEEFF!! Get your fuckin' hound!"

#smile dog #jeff the killer #jeffery woods #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta imagine #creepypasta blog #creepypasta #grinny cat #tim wright #slender man #hellhound

154 notes · View notes

alalalallla · 11 months

Text

what a fucky day so far🤣

it started by not actually going to sleep until 5am last night..oops (damn computer game lol)

our air conditioning is broken.. so my house is at 80 degrees. my room faces the morning sun so its at least 85 in there.

so i woke up at 7:30am because it was too damn hot to stay asleep😂 my sister notices im awake and excitedly tells me i HAVE to see something. i follow her, she brings me outside to show me a FROG, sitting on top of a DEAD FLOATING BUNNY, in our pool. bruh lmao

i try to get some more sleep because i have a virtual job interview at 10am.

cant fall asleep, too hot and too bright. so i spend the next two hours processing old trauma from my teenage years. o.o a made up scenario in my head, where i actually DID get sent to rehab, like i was supposed to. and being there, talking with a therapist, as my 18 year old self. like i kinda wish i had done and wish i was able to at that age. because jfc i needed it. :/ got really deep into it. anyway…

time for my virtual interview. i show up 10 minutes early… and realize im 50minutes too late. fuckin googlecalendar gave me the wrong fuckin time zone. BRUH. so.. that was fun.. reading the emails from the poor hiring recruiter “where are you? are you here??” even got calls and texts from her fuuuuck.

its… i did already get a job offer from another place. so im really not all that upset. but i still feel.. guilty? like im a disappointment a bit? like i let somebody down. not a good feeling…:/ but again… i do have another job offer anyway, so i could be feeling much much worse.

anyway i drank a bunch of sugared coffee right before i logged in to do the interview. so now… im caffeine and sugar high on 2 hours of sleep, my head feels like a bag of sand, and im in an uncomfortably warm house.

oh and completely out of food so im eating stale original flavor pringles for breakfast. imma cry if i get another kidney stone.

im supposed to pack everything up and leave for utah today, to be gone for the next 6 months.

aint life a ride?

0 notes

violettelueur · 3 years

Text

— FUSHIGURO MEGUMI + GOJO SATORU + RYŌMEN SUKUNA + NANAMI KENTO || THEIR S/O FALLING ASLEEP ON TOP OF THEM

↳ featuring : fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru + ryomen sukuna + nanami kento from jujutsu kaisen

↳ warnings : grammar issues

↳ form : headcanons

↳ published : 01 february

↳ pronouns : non specified in headcanon

↳ request : So I think my ask got eaten... ((honestly.. i have bad luck and even on my own blog eats my asks when I'm testing themes 😂)) Can I please request Head canons for Gojo, Sukuna, Fushiguro and Nanami? Their SO falls asleep on top of them? Their S/O has mentioned that thwy have a hard time falling asleep cause they dont usually feel safe? their S/O says they fell asleep cause they feel safe amd protected when they're together? - 🌼

↳ barista’s notes : guys...today was just a whole day of pain. first it was the recent jujutsu kaisen manga chapter and now the new attack on titan episode......gabi can die......ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ but moving on from that, i hope you enjoy your cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request!) and come again soon ʕ￫ᴥ￩　ʔ

In the beginning, he would be surprised when you suddenly fall asleep on top of him because he is used to him being in the position that you are in.

And when you inform him that you feel safe in his arms when you sleep since you have a hard time beforehand, Fushiguro will blush profusely while looking to the side to hide his face from you.

Fushuguro at first is really hesitant to wrap his arms around your body since he isn’t used to physical touch - even when it’s just the both of you alone - but over time he gets comfortable and just naturally places his arms around you.

He really loves to admire your face at first before beginning to play with your hair because he loves it when you do the same thing when he is on top of you.

While he is holding you, he will either be on his phone scrolling through articles to find out ways to help you sleep when he is not there or reading a book that he was reading to you before you fell asleep.

Fushiguro loves holding your hand when you sleep on top of him - he really finds it a little amusing on how tight you hold his hand despite your relaxed state like you don’t want him to move away from you.

When he needs to go somewhere, like the bathroom or to get a drink, he will summon his divine dog to keep you company - it will lay its head on top of yours.

If you washed your hair that day, he really likes the scent it gives off and will lightly place his nose on top of your head to be comforted by the smell.

Sometimes, Fushiguro will fall asleep with you because with you on top of him, he gets a constant supply of warmth and that leads him to relax extremely quickly.

Overall, Fushiguro is really surprised at this action of yours in the beginning but really begins to appreciate it since that means you really trust him a lot and he is glad that he can take care of you in some way since you do the same with him when he gets beat up quite a bit.

When you fall asleep on top of him, Gojo will find that extremely adorable and just continues to hold you in his arms without a single question.

When you tell him that you feel safe in his arms and that you recently have been having trouble sleeping, Gojo will look at you with glassy eyes while thinking ‘they’re so cute’ in his head.

When it comes to the night and both of you are finished for the day, Gojo will already be in bed with his arms wide open the second you enter his dorm because he invited you.

Gojo loves to leave a few pecks on your face, especially your forehead while stroking your cheek because he thinks you are adorable in his arms - especially the size difference between you and him.

Gojo will always take a few photos of you while you are sleeping since he just wants to keep this into memory.

He will always want you to nap during work and use that as an excuse on why he can’t go to meetings or why you are late.

If someone wakes you up due to him not going to an important meeting, he will get angry at the person since it is rare that you two get to spend some time together.

Before you fell asleep, you and Gojo were probably talking about how your futures looked. For example, a family, marriage (if you ain’t already married) and maybe some future dates/vacations to help you with nightmares if you get some.

If he has to do paperwork that he left last minute, he will make you sit on his lap with your arms around his neck and your head tucked in the crook of his neck since he wants you to feel safe at all times.

Overall, Gojo is really welcoming to the idea of you sleeping on top of him since this is a time where he is allowed to see you vulnerable due to you contrasting attitude in Jujutsu Tech - this time he has with you his most favourite and that fact you rely on him to feel safe makes his ego skyrocket.

For the fun of it, I would say he would push you off...but Imma be nice.

When you first fall asleep on top of him, Sukuna would look at you with an annoyed look while grumbling on how heavy you feel - when in reality you are as light as a feather to him, he’s just being a bitc-

When you tell him that you made him feel safe in his arms, Sukuna would be confused and look at you like you are stupid - because why would you feel safe with the King of Curses.

He will try to push you off at first, but slowly and reluctantly will tightly wrap his arms around you while looking down onto your face with a nonchalant expression displayed on his.

If he feels like you are going to move again, his arms will tighten around you to keep you still - if you are somehow awake, he will say “did I ask you to move?” in like a light threatening tone.

Sukuna will have his hands under your shirt since he wants to feel your skin against his since that’s what is used to when you both finished - assuming you didn’t do it.

When you are sleeping, he will stroke your hair and call you foolish at the same time since he does jokingly mutter that he can kill you right there but for some reason, he doesn’t want to.

Sometimes, he will place a hand on your chest to feel your heart-beating (if he can) - this ain’t the thing you’re thinking, your heart isn’t going to get ripped out - it’s weirdly comforting to him.

If he wants you to wake up, he will move some of your hair and bite your neck since why not….he now wants to be worshipped since your time is up.

Overall, if Sukuna really and truly loves you, he will allow you to lay yourself on top of him for the rare comfort that you will get - even though he calls you foolish for you feeling safe with him, he has a sense of pride to that since he knows that you belong to him and him only.

When you fall asleep on top of Nanami for the first time, he will grumble for a moment before beginning to admire you.

When you inform him that you had a hard time sleeping lately and that you feel safe in his arms, Nanami will pat your head and tell you that you can do it anytime when you need to - which will be every day.

Nanami just wants you to get a full night's rest and doesn’t want you to feel tired throughout the day, but he doesn’t tell you that he loves the feeling of you in his arms.

Nanami loves to leave at least one forehead kiss on your before running his hand up and down your back to comfort you while you are in a slumber.

This is one of the reasons why Nanami doesn’t want to do overtime. He knows that you are either going to stay up since you feel really unsafe or you will try to sleep but you will struggle to.

Like Fushiguro, Nanami is probably reading a book he was reading to you before you fell asleep - I said this before and I will again, his voice really is suited for audiobooks, it’s really soothing.

If you need to sleep during the day - due to him doing overtime - he will allow you to sleep on top of him but away from the public eye since he doesn’t want anyone waking you up, especially Gojo.

During these times when you sleep in the school, he will drape his blazer over you since you both are not in your usual bedroom where the blanket is ready - he wants you to be warm.

If you fall asleep on him on the couch, he doesn’t have the heart to move you both since you look so peaceful but will in like 2-5 hours since he feels like you need to sleep somewhere more appropriate.

Overall, Nanami is the type that will grumble in the beginning but really enjoys times like this with you since he doesn’t have to worry about curses and other things Jujutsu related - all he has to worry is about you feeling safe in his arms.

3K notes · View notes

sukirichi · 3 years

Note

Hi! I hope you're doing okay. So I just had a thot. And idk what to do with it. So Imma just put it here cause your blog is my new favourite. I'm not even joking. I literally devoured everything related to Tokyo Rev on your blog. So here's my theory. Do correct me if you think I'm wrong Sensei!

Bouten husbands and where they liked to be kissed the most/ or is their weakness. (Ps: it's just my opinion. I mean no offense to anyone.)

Mikey~ Kiss him on his shoulders and he'll cry. Cause he's been bearing all the burden of his dark and decaying world for so long that he doesn't even know that he needs to take a minute for himself and rely on others around him. Especially since most ppl around him are willing to give their life and limbs for Mikey. He just can't seem to keep that in mind. So you've taken it upon yourself to remind him frm time to time. Just a little peck on his strong and broad-ish shoulders to remind him that he's not alone. That if nothing, he has you. He always will.

Rindou~ Something about being kissed on his cheeks, especially by his lover, does things to him. Like his cardiovascular muscles do a little somersault in his chest or something. Because yes, it doesn't matter if he's one of the big, scary and irreplaceable executive of Bouten, he still has an unconscious inferiority complex. Sometimes it just skips his mind that despite everything, he too deserves the world. And every once in a while you need to remind him about it. That he doesn't have to be flashy and snarky like his brother. He just needs to be himself and that he is undeniably worthy of love.

Ran~ Not many people are taller than him, you are no exception. So it makes sense that in order to kiss him you need to be on your tippy toes. And still you're only able to reach his neck. So yeah, just kiss him there. Right on his Adam's apple and he's a goner. It doesn't even have to be sexual. Ran is always the one to take charge. It's kind of in his nature and you happily oblige him. But every now and then, you also need to remind him to take a breather That he can just let go and get dotted over for a change. You're more than happy to take care of him, that he needs to be taken care off.

Koko~ This man not only, brings in the big dough for Bouten, but also beats up people while at it. To say that he's always overworked is an understatement. His hands are always doing something, illegal things most of the time. He knows he's no saint. That there's no coming back into the light. He's painfully aware. But once e intertwine your hands together and kiss him on top of his knuckles, he swears that it's his redemption. You're the only light in his dark and dangerous world.

Kaku-chan~ Please. Just kiss this man on his forehead. Please. He's literally out there, ready to give his life for the things he wants to protect. He's always doing that. Protecting the people that have gone astray, who have no more hope left. He's ready to die for them, if it means they'll keep going. So please, just once, just protect him instead. Protect him from the demons he skillfully hided in his head. Protect him from the nightmares that torment him every night. Just protect him for a change. He needs it more than he's willing to admit.

Sanzu~ Okay. Hear me out. He's deranged and he knows it. He knows he's won't bat an eye before painfully torturing someone to death. Heck he'll even do it with a smile plastered on his face. He knows that he's stained in blood almost all the time.(sometimes his own, most of the other times, not his own). He'll even relish it. He knows that he's been tainted with burden of death. He knows that he lives in the shadows. He's not sane. He's not good. He's bad. He's ugly. You can tell that these awful thoughts keep him awake at night. So when they do and he has this almost painful look on his face. Just pull him close and kiss him on his face, over and over. Kiss his scars, kiss his lips, kiss his nose, his eyes. Just don't stop until he's got your point across. That yes, it's true that he's despicable. But you still love him nonetheless.

Ps: Sorry that was too long and kinds got out of hand. But these are just my "thots". Thank you for hearing me out!~ Thot anon

hi i’m doing okay, thanks for asking n i hope you are too !! also aaah i’m glad to know my blog is your new fave, i hope you enjoy more of my future tokrev content 🥺 ALSO YES ITS HEADCANON TIME LETS GO LETS GO

mikey n shoulder kisses 🥺 i hc that mikey is stiff and rigid all the time without knowing. like you said, he has a lot on his mind and draken even said mikey had a heavy ass cross to bear, so imagine the weight and burdens he has to shoulder 🥺 so if you lean into him for a hug then kiss his shoulders, mikey deflates. to him, its like a reminder he doesn’t have to carry it all by himself all the time and poor bb forgets that often

cheek kisses for rindou 🥺 the idea of this big, bad executive infamous for breaking limbs but is actually a sucker for cheek kisses and turns into a soft lil bean when you cup his face and just smother him with love n affection? bless. rindou probably unknowingly exerts too much effort sometimes to prove something - may it be his strength, his power, or how he’s perfectly capable of fighting by himself - he’ll have that voice at the back of his head that he needs to do something. giving him cheek kisses grounds him and elicits butterflies in his stomach bcos he realizes that, “oh, i don’t have to try so hard. silly me...now more cheek kisses, please.”

ran and neck kisses !! ON THE FLOOR RN, TELL ME MORE. but yes omg i also hc that ran is such a giver and grown up to look for others the way he does for rindou, so in his head, he’s kind of drilled it into himself that he has to be the one in the lead - not necessarily in a mikey way - but in a “he needs to take charge and take his responsibilities seriously” kind of thing. like mikey, ran is probably often deep in thought as well despite his teasing mannerisms, that when you kiss his neck he can’t help but soften. he enjoys being doted on. loves to be the one on the receiving side. has the sweetest smile on his face when he gets a lil ticklish and he just feels like he’s on cloud nine <33

knuckle kisses for koko 😫 everything you said was on point !! his hands are probably so tired from fighting and counting bills all day, not to mention the amount of paperwork he has to do bcos who else will do them ?? no one knows the inner system of koko and how it works as well as koko does, and he wants to do his job right. he gets a little too absorbed in his work, however, that koko gets a little confused when you take his hands away from whatever he’s working on to leave little kisses at the pads of his knuckles, maybe even massaging his hands or playing with his fingers to help him relax a bit. and you know how koko is so good at what he does bcos its all he knows, but at the same he probably hates how he treads on this dark path ?? so when you kiss his knuckles, he feels relieved. like everything will be okay and second chances are real n something he’s worthy of

omg now this is my favorite - kakucho + foreahead kisses. forehead kisses are always so intimate and soothing in a sense. like come here so you can kiss him on the forehead, watch the way his eyes flutter close and a smile tugs at his lips when your lips trail down to his scar, all the while your hands are cupping his face with such tenderness he never really knew of. kakucho is so used to being the tough guy with his rough childhood that it almost feels surreal. surreal that he’s in bed, with you, safe and sound and you’re kissing his forehead so comfortingly he doesn’t have to worry about putting his walls down for a second. he feels safe. he feels at home. but most of all, he knows he’s not alone and he has you - his family

kissing sanzu’s scars 🥺 everything you said was beautiful n i can totally see it happening !! as much as we all know sanzu takes great pleasure and finds entertainment in what he does, it sinks down a little too late. when he’s not high, that’s when he feels the lows. when the blood on his hands are dried, that’s when he realizes it gets harder to wash them off until it stains deep all the way into his soul. then his scars. he sees his scars and remembers how he has to hide them at some point. he stays awake at night and oddly enough, silent and unmoving. and what better way to ease his worries than to pull him close and just to kiss his scars that he thinks are only one of the ways the darkness - the ugliness - of his soul shows through. keep him close and kiss his scars. sanzu may not always be in the right mind to understand your words, but the simple gesture of showing love and acceptance to a part of him that makes him a whole will engrave deep into his heart. leave him butterfly kisses. kiss him from everywhere to his eyes until they flutter close to sleep. kiss his nose adoringly until they scrunch so cutely. kiss his lips until its your taste that overwhelms him. and kiss his scars to remind him his imperfections are accepted and loved

#asks with naoya's trophy wife #thot anon #ANON I LOVED THESE THANK U FOR SHARING ME UR THOTS 😭#I loved them all especially the kaku n sanzu one 🥺#i swear you guys keep making me soft for sanzu LMAOOO #👔 ― bonten! husbands exclusives #long post #unedited

170 notes · View notes

sailorhyunjinz · 3 years

Note

Can I request a fluffy HC? SKZ comforting you while you’re rlly drunk when you get home and taking care of you. (Like you stumble and have to throw up and stuff)

i just realised that i kept on calling my headcanons for reactions?? I MEAN i dont even know at this point lmao imma call it... headcanons/reactions

ALSO new territory for me,,, im usually not much for fluff unless its really captivating or like drabbles (ahhh bf!skz is my weakness) AND SO YEAH UNDERSTAND IF ITS A BIT... lackluster.

jesus christ ive been listening to touch you for like an hour now ASHAHS save me,,, its too good

HEADCANON sKKRrrT

Warnings; skz x gn!reader; fluff (wow amazing?? cherry writes fluff?) established relationship, drinking, use of alcohol, vomiting, minor injuries, mentions of bruises.

Bangchan

worry mode; on

lets say you were out drinking

dont even think that you could make it one step outside the pub/club

babyboy would already be waiting in his car outside

the entire car ride home he would tell you to stop drinking so much

“y/n,,, why do you always do this,,, you know how bad it is for your health and im scared that you’ll hurt yourself on the way home”

meanwhile you dont understand anything, rolling in the backseat of the car.

when the two of you arrive home he immediately places you in a warm bath, rubbing your back as you almost fall asleep with your back against his chest.

worries a lot even though you’re fine

makes you breakfast in bed the day after :(((

Minho

complaining about everything ASHASH

he’s like mumbling underneath his breath, wondering why you’re so stupid and do this every time you go out drinking

much much MUCH rather prefers drinking with you alone

not only because he can control how much you’re drinking

but also because he likes seeing you tipsy?!?”!?

my brain is working rn u guys

its because he likes seeing this kinda,,, hidden flirty side of you that comes out when someone is tipsy

yk... the whole.. coming too close or laughing lazily at his jokes YK YK?

god im having such a difficult time to keep this fluffy AHSAHSH I THINK EVERYONE KNOWS WHAT I WANT TO SAY

he gets really soft with you because he knows that you probably wont remember anything SO HE CAN SHOW HIS SOFT SIDE

without you teasing him for it lol

he’d stroke your cheek with the back of his hand while your leaning against him on the couch, falling asleep in his arms.

he wraps a blanket around you and mumbles softly

“i love you y/n”

Changbin

he’d be just as drunk as you HASHHASHAH

the two of you would have to call chan because none of you can walk properly

ok but if it was only you being the drunk one then he’d know what to do

him speaking from experience that is 👀 👀 👀

removes your clothes (NOT LIKE THAT YOU FILTHY FUCK) and tucks you snuggly in bed, giving you a kiss on the forehead

might even remove your makeup if you’re wearing any

he notices a bunch of bruises on your legs, shaking his head at your clumsiness

makes a promise with himself to go with you next time

even though you would want to be with only your friends ahsahsh he doesnt give a shit about that

everything to keep you safe

doesnt want to see his precious baby hurt :((

Hyunjin

sweetheart that holds your hair/clothes back when puking :((

he pats your back gently as his face has a disgusted facial expression, loving you too much to leave you alone in the bathroom but feeling squeamish

“siri, how do you care for a drunk person?”

reads somewhere that you need to replenish water levels after puking and so he just starts bringing a whole pack of waterbottles in the bedroom

“if you need water during the night, it’s over here”

he’d try to leave the room, thinking that you’d maybe want some space when having the nausea from hell but you quietly whine which caught him off guard

“d-do you want me to stay?”

you nod and he smiles shyly, laying next to you and just looking at you sleeping??

he thinks you’re adorable :((

even if you’re a lot to handle when drunk

Jisung

ngl this mf laughing his ass off when you’re just blabbering random incoherent sentences

“who was your boyfriend now again?” “m-my squirrlll...” you reply, rubbing your face on his shoulder. “your squirrel? am i a squirrel?” you nod which makes his heart beat faster.

if you were to drink together bet your ass that he would be wrecked

probably even more drunk than you so... good luck

everytime you wanted to go out drinking with your friends he would try to persuade you to stay with him instead

“look y/n, staying and cuddling with me brings you both a cute boyfriend, take out and movies”

you shrug “doesnt bring my friends” you say putting on your shoes

“HEY! im your friend,,, your boyfriend!” he says back hugging you, dragging you to the couch, just laying down on top of you

“Jisung!! I’m gonna be late, move!”

“nope... we are cuddling tonight, remember what happened last time you went out drinking?”

you were reminded of you lying passed out infront of the apartment which scared the everliving shit out of jisung, thinking you were dead.

“noo....” you lie, smiling mischievously.

Felix

poor boy would let you sleep ahahshs

he’d tip toe around your apartment, trying to be as quieeeet as possible....

only knock down a whole fucking shelf of pans and pots

but a complete sweetheart that makes you food, knowing you’d be too tired to do it with a hangover.

do you know those jellies that can prevent hangovers??

yeah, you would find those in your bag

he wouldnt let you wear high heels because he’s scared of you falling over in them :(((

also if you go out he has to know at least one of your friends and have their phone number because NUH UH HE ISNT JUST LETTING YOU GO WITHOUT HIM KNOWING EVERYTHING

he cares,,, a lot and doesnt want to see you come home with scraped knees

because that happened,,,once?? or like maybe 10 times??

Seungmin

teasing youuuu

“weak, you barely finished a bottle”

take a bunch of pictures of you leaning against a telephone pole and then tease you for it the day after

NAH BUT WHEN YOUR REALLY DRUNK HE GETS SERIOUS

he carries you on his back, lowkey scared you’d puke on him BUT CARING NONETHELESS

you pass out on the bed, still dressed in your fancy clothes and he simply looks at you, admiring your features

if there’s anything you want, he will get it

“w-water” you groan and soon enough he returns with a glass of water

slowly sitting you up and stroking your hair, getting it out of your face.

“be more careful next time ok?”

you nod, not really understanding what he’s saying before pulling him down in bed with you, falling asleep with him in your arms.

Jeongin

he dont know what the fuck he’s doing

panic,,, sheer panic

he himself doesnt drink too much

maybe enough to feel tipsy but not DRUNK DRUNK

so when you stumble in through the door, your shoes in your hand and hair looking like a mess he gets scared HASASHAS

you fall down, scraping your knee in the hallway and he runs towards you and lifts you up, placing you down on the bed

then he’s like “....now what”

in panic calls chan that tells him to make you drink water and place a bucket nearby

he does just as he’s told but kinda scared to leave you alone in a room for too long, pulling down everything in the house to find a bucket

he removes your jacket and wraps you up in a blanket, snuggling real close to you as he slowly strokes your forehead, feeling you sweat a bit

DOESNT LEAVE YOU FOR A SECOND

450 notes · View notes

tomurasprincess · 3 years

Note

Here’s a denki idea with incest and streamer denki for that anon that was asking about denki earlier and they get more fucked up as they go :)

(Tw incest Tw dub con... kinda? Tw non con) don’t worry Denki anon I got you, but hear me out. Denki is a live streamer that only shows his face once and a while, one day he “convinces” (basically passive aggressively threats and gaslights sister reader that they need to have sex with him to prove that “they aren’t a slut and they are still pure”, after sister reader refuses again. Denki forcefully bends them over the desk and tells them to cum around his cock or he will turn on the stream with the camera on so everyone can see how big of a slut his sister is.

(Ending one: consent is kinda given but it’s after he already pushes in so imma say dubcon) He’s surprised to find his sister trying to get him to speed up before she rubs against him and smirks at him with a small grind on his cock and a “get on with it then”

(Ending two: no consent, non consensual recording) Denki forces sister reader down onto the desk before slowly pushing in and out, wanting them to feel the drag from his cock before commanding them to say “I only want nii -san’s cock! I’m only a slut for nii-San!” After he fucks them for a while, talking about how much better their pussy and moans are rather than his hand and porn, he finishes. He cleans up sister reader before laying them to sleep, secretly saving the video he took of him fucking them for himself and blackmail

(Ending three: no consent, non consensual recording, non consensual somno, he broadcasts this bitch) pretty much the same as number two but turns out he has a seperate streaming account all for videotaping sister reader asleep as he eats them out or fucks them on his fingers all recorded and broadcasted. He turns on the camera with his face hidden but his sisters not, and fucks his sister as people flood in to watch as she takes his dick. Every time she tries to fight back or get him to stop he shocks her leg and goes harder to prove that she’s his and every time he shocks her he says something like “you must be enjoying it with how much you’re clenching down on me” . He ends the stream after finishing and finds his sister passed out, but not without smirking to himself and saying “tune in to the stream tomorrow and we’ll see if this slut can take dick in her tight little ass as good as she can take it in her pussy.”

Sorry for rambling but I just needed to share this or I was gonna go crazy

Warnings: Noncon, incest, forced orgasms, non consensual filming, degradation, electric shocks, mentions of somno, yandere Notes: Dark!Denki is my favorite kind of Denki, so I went with option number 3.

"I've got a surprise for you, sis," your brother says happily, grinning at you with that goofy smile like he used to. He had been changing so much lately, and not for the better. Much colder, much less likely to take on hero jobs. To your shock, he even said once that heroes were worthless, that the villains would end up winning. It wasn't like his usual self, and you're happy to see him acting closer to how he used to.

"What kind of surprise?" "Come into my room and I'll show you." He walks away, leaving you to trail behind him like you've always done since you were kids. You always looked up to your brother, always wanted to be close to him. And he was the same way. Everyone thought you were too close for siblings, but you disagreed. You wouldn't want it any other way.

Finally, he leads you into his room where there's a camera set up on a tripod and pillows and blankets arranged on the floor in front. You give him a surprised look, feeling uneasy for the first time. "Come on, this will be so much fun." He chuckles at you, pushing you roughly towards the center of the room. You're forced to the floor, face down and ass up in the air before you know it. "What the hell is this about, Denki-nii???" You snap at him, trying to get up again but finding your arm twisted behind your back painfully. "That hurts!" "I know you guys were tired of watching my toy with my sister while she's drugged up and asleep!" He chirps out, grinding himself against your backside. "So I thought we'd have a super special stream today!"

"While I'm asleep? I don't - I don't understand," you whisper, sounding far more childish than you intended. You think briefly to the times you woke up and your pussy was soaked, feeling sore and stretched out. You dismissed it as nothing despite the nagging doubt in the back of your mind. Sometimes you thought you remembered a presence hovering over you - but surely it was just a dream - "You really are a naive little bitch," your brother mocks you. "Can't believe you never realized what your dear older brother was doing to you." He leans in closer to whisper in your ear. "Or maybe you did know and you liked it - " "Please stop," you whimper at him, "I don't want this, please - " You hear the ripping of clothes as your skirt is torn away, revealing a lack of underwear. "My sister doesn't even wear panties? What a little slut. I think you do want this." You feel something hot and hard prodding at your clit, and you let out another whimper as you try to squirm away. But an electric current runs through your body, and your muscles tighten up as you gasp. "Stay still, sis," Denki laughs at you. "You don't want me to keep doing that, do you?" You begin to weep, not understanding what caused your brother to change so much. Why he's being so cruel to you. But you don't have long to wonder before he's pushing inside of you, stretching your muscles out and taking your virginity cruelly. You only cry harder at the pain. "Fuck, my little sister's cunt is so fucking tight. Were you a virgin, sis?" You say nothing, shaking and shivering as his hips snap forward to bury himself entirely into his little sister's tight cunt. "Answer me," he growls, and an electric shock runs through your body. You scream this time, clenching around his cock involuntarily. "Yes! Yes I was!" You manage to choke out through the convulsions, and he stops his quirk.

His hips begin to move, balls smacking against your clit with every thrust. It causes unwanted pleasure to build up in you, muscles of your lower stomach tightening. "Please - Denki-nii, please stop -"

"Fuck," he groans out, "keep calling me that, it turns me on."

Your words fail you, and you keep your mouth shut until another electric current runs through your body. This one is so strong that you can barely breathe through it, the pain extreme. You want to refuse, want to do anything but what he wants, but you also want the pain to stop.

"Denki-nii, Denki-nii!" And still, despite the pain, you feel yourself begin to cum around your brother's cock. "Little slut," he giggles a bit, "cumming around your brother's cock like that. You've wanted your Denki-nii for a while, haven't you?" "Yes!" You scream, feeling a sense of relief as he deactivates his quirk. "Yes I want my Denki-nii's cock!" Tears stream openly from your face as he tangles a hand in your hair, forcing your back to arch and stare into the camera. "My little sis here is squeezing my cock so damned well. Her cunt feels fucking amazing." You let out a choked sob as you cum again, almost painful in its intensity as your cunt pulses around your brother's cock. He finds his own end inside of you, pace stuttering as he fills his baby sister full of hot cum. You can't keep your eyes awake anymore. They flutter closed and stay closed as you finally lose consciousness. "Oops," he chuckles, "I may have been a bit too rough. Ah well, hope you like the show. Stay tuned while I wait for her to wake up so I can fuck this tight little asshole!"

#mari thirsts #denki thirst #tw: noncon #tw:incest #tw: somno #anon asks

836 notes · View notes

aphrodite-would-be-proud · 3 years

Note

Hi! How are you doing? ^^ ☆

Just wanted to know if you could make a headcanon about how would it be like after an argument with Armin? Please

Tysm for reading me, I love your work ♡♡♡

You're so sweet and nice ♡ of course I'd love to do one and tbh we must be on the same wavelength because i was just thinking about that yesterday!!!

I really liked your idea so imma do both a scenario and a headcanon! Hope you don't mind?

After an argument with Armin

{ Armin x reader | tw: hurt/comfort, self-image issues | angst with happy ending | modern }

{ "Moonlit View" byOscar Kleineh 1846 - 1919 }

Being with Armin had its many, many perks, one being that he's really empathetic and understanding, he doesn't assume things without evidence and knows misunderstandings happen.

When facing problems or disagreements, he thinks of a solution, not argue. He rather you work together against the problem than against each other.

Whenever you were in a bad mood he'd assume the best and think of what might have caused it instead of taking it personally, he knows you still love him, he knows you're just stressed. Maybe comfort could help? Maybe a lovely cuddly evening? Or maybe you need some space?

He's just really good at reading people's emotions and handling these situations, thanks to his efforts you both successfully managed to avoid any kind of arguments or fights most couples go through.

Which is why it was a shocking surprise to everyone when Eren got a call from Armin late at night, asking if he can stay over because you two just had, what he described as, the biggest fight.

Eren almost didn't believe him at first, he thought Armin was playing a prank on him. But then he heard the quivering in his voice and the hiccup that followed. Armin was crying, things were serious.

The last thing he said to you while putting his coat on was "I'm sorry, I'm weak, you and I know that."

Him saying that, in that tone, with those tearful eyes, made you want to get up and yell at him that no he isn't. He shouldn't just say that about himself like it's a fact and not just the results of years of self-doubt.

You wanted to hug him, to pull him closer till all those awful thoughts leave his head, till he sees at himself like how you see him, incredibly brave and determined.

But you didn't, you stayed there on the couch as he put his shoes on. His eyes pleading for you to say something, anything. To tell him to stay, to come sit near you. He even looked at you one last time before opening the door.

As you stared at him in silence, the realisation that you don't even remember what you were fighting about hit you, you can't, how could you? The minute the door closed behind him is when you realised how real the situation is.

How quiet the house is.

Has it always been this cold?

And just how much worried you are about him.

It hasn't been a full minute and you're missing him already.

—

It's 4am

It's hours since he left, how much exactly? You can't even remember.

Still haven't moved from the couch, you're not sure what you're feeling, you've been going through different emotions each hour.

Guilt, sadness, regret, anger, denial, pessimism, you name it.

It doesn't matter, none of that really matters to you right now. It's Armin who you've been worried about for a while that matter.

You know for a fact Eren and Mikasa aren't the most emotionally open people, you know Armin is already struggling with letting out his emotions without feeling needless guilt or shame.

You know he needs someone right now, he needs a shoulder to cry on and a reassuring voice. You've been both these things for him since even before you got together.

Just like he has been these things for you too. You need that someone just as much now. You didn't even know it's possible to feel this lonely.

Is he also thinking about you? Is he sleeping soundly on Eren’s couch? Or is that one stain from last week's party bothering him?

...is he just as miserable as you are right now? Probably not, you think. He's far stronger than he gives himself credit for, you know that better than everyone else.

Your thought process gets interrupted by a buzz from your phone, a text. Your eyes light up, you pull the blanket you dragged from the bed tighter around you, it's Armin.

[ hey ] it said, [is it okay if i call you?]

You reply back, he starts typing again, you stare at those three dots like your life depends on them.

[Okay, give me a minute please ]

You pull the phone closer to you, it's brightness contratsing against the dark living room. Some minutes pass...nothing, you feel your heartbeat rising. Phone still clutched in your hands.

It rings, it doesn't get past the second ring before you've pressed the accept button. You can hear the wind on the other side, alongside the distant sound of passing cars. Your heart only slows down after hearing the fimilar and oh so lovely sound of soft breathing

Suddenly the world doesnt seem so dim anymore.

"Sorry, it took more time than i thought, Eren keeps his keys in really weird places...I hope i didn't make you worry"

Oh If only he knew..

Dozens of possible replies run through your mind.

I missed you, did you miss me too?

Please come back, I hate feeling this lonely.

How does it feel to take my heart and run away?

Was your voice always this captivating or am i just high on sleep-deprevation?

I miss your kisses, i wish i could feel your lips against mine. Could you kiss me through the phone?

...in the end, you settle for "It's okay" you say, "It's alright."

"That's good...hey listen." You listen, "I'm not going to skirt around the subject, i called because" he takes a deep breath, "i want to apologise for how i acted, for what i said, both to you and myself."

Hearing him admit to his faults and own up to his mistakes, fills you with courage to do the same. You apologise, you mention how you've been thinking about him, you leave out the embarrassing parts.

You tell him you love him, and miss him.

You're met with silence. So you call out his name.

"Wait..you're not mad at me?" He says.

What? Mad? You?

"No." You say. "Why would you think that?"

You hear a chuckle that evolves into a laugh, it's contagious.

"Fuck...oh god I'm...im so stupid, i left because I thought you were mad and didn't bother you more by making you look at me." Even he seems to realise just how ridiculous that concept is.

It's 5am now, you're both laughing over the phone. The world is good again.

You ask if he's mad at you.

He instantly replies with a no.

"I could never be mad at you..." he says, "I love you so much it hurts. I love you like I've never loved anyone else before that it terrfies me, I'm scared one day I'll wake up and you won't be beside me anymore, you've made me love myself in ways i never though i would, you made me believe in myself because you believed in me."

{ Headcanons }

After an argument, Armin tries giving both of you space to calm down.

It doesn't last long because he will approach you after and talk about his emotions and explains why he did the things he did. He will also apologise for the things he did wrong like yelling or saying something hurtful.

If you give him the okay, he will instantly hug you. Physical touch is a great comfort for him so don't expect him letting you go anytime soon.

He will hold your face gently, tell you how much he missed you despite it being only hours.

Doesn't even care about the argument anymore or attempt to bring it up, he just wants to make up asap.

You're both gonna have a heartfelt conversation and actually process your emotions together. As a result you two come out stronger and closer after each argument.

He doesn't hold grudges, so he won't ever act passive aggressive after an argument. if he's got a problem he will tell you.

Just 100% honestly and transparency with this golden boy.

Will want to spend more time together post argument, he will really love it if you watch something together or you let him read you something.

Give him love and affaction, he loves you deeply it's actually rare these days.

When you go to sleep on those nights, he will hold you tighter and stroke your back.

He doesn't hold grudges yet he still remembers each fight you had and instead of it being a sour memory, he thinks of it as a learning block. Just a step towards understanding each other more.

Pamper him more after an argument and he will feel so loved, hearts in his eyes as you brush his morning hair.

417 notes · View notes

kast43 · 3 years

Text

How the Obey Me! DEMON brothers would react to MC getting sick...

[im going to try a new way of writing Obey Me! Imagines....let me know how well it works]

MC stays home with a cold

One day, MC was heading home from running errands in the Devildom. They were walking back to the House of Lamentation when a storm suddenly started. It was pouring down ran as MC ran back to the house. It was late, it was raining, it was cold. MC was soaked to the bone by the time they made it to their room. MC had checked in with Lucifer as soon as they were home, dried off and went to bed.

=Lucifer=

-Noticed MC was running late that next morning, and when MC finally made it for breakfast noticed they looked flushed.

-Lucifer, the intuitive demon he is would begin his investigation by greeting MC.

-"Good morning MC, how did you sleep?" he would ask.

-When MC replied sluggishly "Good morning." sniffle "I actually didn't sleep well" he knew something was wrong.

-Would boldly check MC's temperature.

-"MC, you're burning up." he would point out.

-MC would resist and deny any kind of sickness, but when they cough a very dry cough Lucifer would go full Protecc Mode(™)

-"MC, you are not going to RAD today. You will go back to bed immediately." he demanded.

-MC would argue, but seeing as they didn't even have the energy to stand, Lucifer overpowered them and forced them back into bed.

-Lucifer called Lord Diavolo to excuse MC and himself from RAD.

-If you thought Lucifer would leave a sick MC home alone you WERE WRONG

-Diavolo understood, and allowed their absence [of course]

=Mammon=

-Lucifer came back into the kitchen after pretty much picking up MC and taking them back into their room

-Of course Mammon was upset with that alone, why was he picking on MC?

-Lucifer announced to the brothers that MC was sick and they both were staying home.

-Mammon tried to play it cool, but mentally he was freaking out.

-How could MC get sick?

-Humans were SUPER fragile...MC COULD DIE

-Mammon wanted to stay home too, but Lucifer refused.

-Mammon could not focus all day.

-He wanted to know how MC was doing, so he would text constantly.

-After an hour, MC stopped answering

-PANIC

-Mammon would eventually duck out of RAD and sneak back home...just to check on MC.

=Leviatian=

-When Lucifer announced MC was sick, he tensed up.

-The thought of someone so strong and confident being taken down with a sickness gave him great anxiety.

-But also he also DID NOT want to get sick himself.

-Had all the same worries that Mammon did, but he was scared to actually go see MC.

-Went to RAD without much hesitation, but would also worry about MC.

-Decided to show his support by ordering MC some snacks...food...medicine and having it shipped to the house ASAP.

-He would sneak back to the house at lunch break to see if MC got all of his orders, but from a safe distance.

=Satan=

-When it was announced that MC was sick, he did not panic as badly as his brothers.

-He knew that a cold was not as bad as most things MC had been thru in the Devildom, but it didn't stop him from worrying over MC's health.

-He would go to RAD, but immediately consult Soloman for advice.

-He would be about to start class when MC Face-timed him.

-"Lucifer won't let me go to RAD, can you let me watch the lecture?" MC would ask

-Of course he would agree and prop the Phone up so MC could watch the lecture.

-He had the camera flipped so he could see MC, and soon noticed MC had fallen asleep.

-MC looked so peaceful, Satan could not resist taking a quick screen shot.

-He would constantly watch MC sleep, but the second he looked away and then looked back he was met with a very angry looking Lucifer.

-Satan never hung up a phone call with MC so fast.

-ALSO snuck home at lunch break to check up on MC.

=Asmo=

-when he heard of MC being sick, he naturally wanted to help MC.

-nothing some serious TLC could not fix! [Asmo actually stop]

-He went to RAD, but solely focused on a "MC is sick Self care routine"

-when it came to lunch time, he snuck out of RAD and went shopping for his care plan.

-Ice packs to help with red skin [fever], a dehumidifier for a dry cough [runny nose], and all sorts of bath things for a nice long relaxing bath to soak the sickness away

-his heart was in the right place, he would return home and start to set up for the MC spa day. [Rest also works my dude]

=Beelzebub=

-Honestly the boy was more worried about if MC was going to eat enough.

-would have went to RAD, but as soon as lunch time hit he [like all his brothers] went back home to MC.

-he stopped at a few cafes or markets and got some food that he and MC could eat together

-would not be surprised when he saw Belphie already laying in bed with MC by the time he got there, good thing he got enough to share!

=Belphagor=

-he would have been the most worried over MC getting enough rest.

-chances are he would have just came back home before Mammon even did [he gave it a good 10 mins before said 'aight, imma head out']

-would have just snuck into MC's room, MC hid under the covers to hide.

-"Scoot over, I want in the bed."

-"No! You might get sick too!" Mc resisted, which failed because again, No energy to fight anyone off.

-"I don't care. But if it worries you that much then don't face me" He stated getting under the covers. ".....its so warm...."

-most likely would slowly get into big spoon position because he liked how warm MC was.

-100 percent Lucifer catches him, big angry.

================

Lucifer found Belphie in bed with MC when he went to check up on MC. He was furious that Belphie didn't go to RAD that day...but he just threatened to punish him later since MC seemed comfortable for now. [I don't think Belphie cares tbh] Well since it was getting a bit late, Lucifer decided he would make MC some soup for lunch. He started too, but then suddenly there were non-stop packages being delivered to the house. When he had finished accepting packages and went back to the kitchen to cook, he heard a bang in MC's room. Lucifer came rushing in to find Mammon on the floor, Half hanging out of the window. Now Mammon had skipped RAD? On top of that, MC had their phone propped up and face timing one of his brothers DURING CLASS. He was about to unleash his fury on the 2 brothers, but then noticed MC had fallen asleep. He settled for confiscating their phone...and dragging Mammon into the kitchen by his leg. Forcing Mammon to help out by accepting all if the new deliveries, he finishes lunch. Nice and hot Devildom soup. The next thing he knew, he heard the front door open and close. Turning to see Satan and Levi had returned home. They had walked to MC's room, and then the front door opened again. Asmo, carrying tons of bags of spa like items. Lucifer's headache started to get worse. He went to see if his brothers were bothering MC to see somehow, Beelzebub had eaten all of the soup he had made for MC.

Why were all his brothers home? An anger started to boil when he got a phone call from Diavolo. He answered and started to apologize immediately for his brother's behavior and would punish them all. Diavolo just laughed, saying he already excused their absences since he figured that would be the case. He was just honestly surprised how long it took them all.

#obey me #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons

222 notes · View notes

elysianslove · 3 years

Note

hello! if you're up to it, could i request for atsumu taking care of his s/o when they have a fever? headcanons/drabble is fine, whatever you feel more comfortable with! and pls feel free to decline this request as well :> thank you so much! 🙏

so sorry with how late this is bubs :( but i hope you enjoy!!! <3

this is timeskip atsumu btw!!

i will never not say that atsumu is a big, huge softie on the inside

he cares so much about you it’s insane. like yk those lovesick eyes???? the simple staring at their s/o as they talk to someone else??? playing with your hair softly as you talk to him??? mindlessly fidgeting with your fingers??? going to sleep with this stupid smile on his face cause you’re the last person he spoke to??? yeah.

as a professional athlete with a personal trainer and all, his health is mostly always in top form, much more than he was younger

and if he does get sick, it’s for a really short while like 1 day max cause his immune system is really good

(except that one time it failed him and he got appendicitis. woke up in the middle of the night in excruciating pain and joked that he was having contractions while there were tears filling his eyes. post surgery!atsumu is the worst he makes you do so much shit for him as if he doesn’t already in the norm)

okay so one day he wakes up to go to practice really early and you’re like knocked out cold you don’t even flinch when he goes through his entire morning routine and he doesn’t think much of it, assumes you stayed up later than he thought

but then he goes to give you a forehead kiss like he always does before he heads out and??? why are you so warm???

he starts to shake you awake and you finally wake up, and then you start to complain about how cold you are, trying to bury yourself deeper underneath your blanket

and his brain just goes

uh oh not good

he texts the msby gc like “imma be a little late”

then he pushes the covers off of you, and carries you to the bathroom, before he sits you down on the toilet. he starts to strip you of your clothes and you’re like “tsumuuu i’m tired i don’t wanna have shower sex”

like wow even when you’re not horny your brain’s nasty like that smh

and then when he helps you in the shower and like sits you down, he blasts the water at its COLDEST

the fucker!!!!!

you scream and he’s like pls the neighbors will think i’m murdering you stop

okay but he really does take care of you so well. after washing you up he dresses you in his big, warm clothes and gets you some medicine to help with the headaches and sore body and some nasal spray and cough syrup if you need it, also fills up a really big ass water bottle for you and makes you like little mini sandwiches and leaves all that by your bed, before he kisses your forehead and heads out to practice

he will physically fight you if he finds the sandwiches untouched and the water not at least half finished when he comes back home

helps you shower again, and heats you some soup

also he does this thing idk what it’s called in english but it’s like ice cold water and vinegar and you put it on your forehead to put the fever down

texts osamu and his mom about what to feed you and how to help in general he’s so CUTE im gonna cry

he’ll also give you like head massages/scratches and massage and rub at your neck to relieve the tension/soreness

cuddles you to his chest in bed with a like two boxes of tissues next to him and the thermometer on the bedside where he just checks your fever every couple of hours

will be way more invested in the chick flicks than you are and it’s not because you’re sick

overall he’s v worried and anxious but like in a very quiet way. i think he’s the type of person that’s usually very loud and cheery and smiley but when he’s upset, or anxious, or angry, he goes scarily quiet. it’s because he doesn’t know to express his emotions accurately poor baby </3

anyways yes worry wart but it translates into him being hella efficient at taking care of you bc he loves you v v much <3

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #miya atsumu headcanons #atsumu headcanons

272 notes · View notes

thekillingjoke-haha · 3 years

Text

Love And Marriage

Spnquotebingo @spnquotebingo

Quote: You don't save a marriage by sleeping with other people.–Lucifer

Mostly Memory: slant/bold. Quote:small/bold

"What the hell, Anthony!" She yelled scaring both brunettes in the bed she shared with him. The women who looked half her age scrambled off the bed in a rush and ran out of the room getting dressed as she ran out the tower. This time she was throwing objects at the genius screaming and swearing every word under the sun. And yes this wasn't the first time, but its sure as hell will be the last. "How could you do this to me!? Time and time again I forgive and you do it again!!" She tried taking control of her emotions, but they over took her and laid everything out on the table.

Tony slipped on his clothes yelling back and forth with his wife. It was a screaming match that all of New York could hear. "Maybe if you weren't such a controlling bitch I wouldn't need to rush into the arms of a women that would get off my back!" He yelled back and she was stunned into silence. Tony continued talking. "Ever since we been together you've been trying to change who I am and I got sick of it, but you were America's golden girl I couldn't dump you. You just couldn't take the hint ,sweetheart." He finished his intoxicated words got the better of him, but drunk words were sober thoughts and maybe this is exactly how he felt after all these years.

"I want a divorce." She said her voice shaking not wanting to cry in front of the man she loved and she thought loved her back. "What?!" He turned on his heels and stared at her the shouting didn't sober him up, but those four words did. "What did you say?" He asked as if he didn't hear her. "I'm through, Tony. I'm tired of this back and forth. You said it yourself your not willing to change your partying playboy ways so I'm through." She said as she went to get her phone to call her brother. "I want a divorce." Those were the final words uttered to him before she stopped talking to him all together taking off the ring made from the metal of his original reactor the diamond glowing the same blue that lulled her to sleep. Y/n twirled the ring in-between her fingers a nervous habit after the years.

Steve got to the tower from his apartment along with Bucky and Sam. His two friends walked into her bedroom to hear Tony shouting and pleading for her to listen to him. Steve went to his sister as his friends pulled the thrashing man out of the room and to a different part of the building so he could cool off. Tony in the end didn't calm down and was getting violent to the point they had to knock him out and by then Y/n was getting packed with the help of Steve

The suitcase was harshly zipped up as she rushed closing it. Tears flowed freely down her face as she packed all her things well all the things she bought herself. She wasn't running, running was for cowards she was escaping before she drowned herself in whatever kind of love she once had with her husband. Y/n breathed in through her nose as her body convulsed with another fit of silent sobs. Trying to calm down she wanted to get think clear. Did she really want to leave? No, but he didn't give her much of a choice. The light tan line on her finger just further proved she wasn't turning back...not this time. Not even for him. Y/n needed time to think without the threat of the end of the world and out from under her now ex's crushing ego.

She was shacking with anger and in grief it happened again and she was done with it all. Tony fucking Stark her husband, lover, best friend cheated on her again for the third time that she knew of. Y/n saw it she was always there at the wrong time almost like he wanted her to see how pleased he was with another. Steve came out of the bathroom with more hygiene products. "How are you feeling? Are you okay?" He asked for what feels like the hundredth time. Steve knew Y/n wasn't okay he could see it and the sight made him want to rip Stark a new one. With a deep inhale she looked up at him with s slight smile as real as she could make it. "I'm okay I just need to get out of here. Fresh air. New scenery if possible." She said as she looked longingly at a picture on the nightstand not noticing that her brother left with her bags while she stared off. The picture was of her fifth date with Tony after being together as boyfriend and girlfriend for two years, a light festival their first openly public date for cameras to capture them together making it official. America's Sweetheart with a Playboy billionaire...that headline alone should have been the first of many red flags.

The memory played vividly in her mind. Her eyes shined like stars as she dragged him behind her. It was still light outside and the small park was crowded. "Come on, Tones!" She said excitedly as she dragged him along. Many people looked at them and whispered, but they didn't care. They spent the night talking about any and everything it felt so natural. Y/n stared into the sky on their picnic blanket having already painted her lantern with a good amount of wet paint still on her hands. "We've been on what feels like a million dates and this seems like the perfect one to ask you. Will you marry me?" Tony said holding a black velvet box with a f/c diamond ring. "I thought you'll never ask!" She pulled him into a kiss paint covering his cheeks as lanterns where released. He kissed back hands resting on her hips. "Let's go home Mrs.Stark-Rogers." Tony said with a smile. "Well come on then Mr.Rogers-Stark." He was once again dragged away. "No no no my name first Steve will not hold that over me!" Y/n giggled as the memory faded into a much older one.

The twelve year old girl was getting her hair brushed by her mother. "Mama what's love like. I know you love daddy so what's it like?" She asked it's been two years since her father died ,but her mother always said she stilled loves him. "Love is a amazing feeling that doesn't happen often and sometimes it can hurt." The blonde women said to her daughter she couldn't tell her wanting love cost more then giving it. "Why will it hurt?" The young h/c girl asked turning around. "You're to young to know right now, but at some point you will." By the time Y/n turned fifteen she learned that loving someone can hurt after she stood next to her brother and best friend looking at the slab of stone that marked their mother's grave.

The first time it happened she was pissed, but not at the right person at the time. The second red flag.. Screams are what filled the house as Y/n threw clothes at the tramp that was in bed with her drunk husband. She was so anger, but that just hid the pain she was feeling three years for him to cheat. After shutting the half clothes harlot out on the front porch of the Malibu home she stormed back to Tony. He stayed in his boxers on the bed looking dazed he was drunk. "Why?" Is all she could ask as tears fell down her cheeks. The billionaire stood up and walked toward her he wiped her tears. "I'll change. I promise." He kissed her head. She believed him she had faith that he couldn't change for them. After all Y/n did the same she gave up being a hero along side her brother because he told her he already worries about getting home to her as Ironman no need to add the stress of not knowing if she'll get home. So she hung up her red, white, and blue catsuit for him.

After a year Y/n sat in her art studio wear she sold her and other rising artist artwork after Tony said she shouldn't paint in the tower,she painted with her brother laughing messing with colors. She was thankful she put down plastic tarp beforehand a giggle rang out when Natasha walked through the door. Without saying anything she drops a magazine on the table of brushes next to Y/n. On the cover was Tony kissing some red head though a window tears welled in her eyes as she wiped her hands he eyes not leaving the cover till it was picked up off the table. Natasha comforted her as Steve took the magazine and paced. " Am I stupid for trusting him? Thinking he would change?" She asked as the waterworks flowed. "No ,if anyone is stupid its him. Ever since he came out as Ironman he thought he was untouchable. God imma kill him!" The red head said while Steve was flexing his hand not wanting to hit any of the stored art pieces. The third red flag for all to see.

The bus rocked back and forth as she looked over at her brother sleeping next to her. They were heading to the airport and he was going to see her off before possibly killing Tony. Speaking of she looked down at her phone and saw dozens of missed calls and hundreds of unread text. She felt that the world was so much bigger after leaving, after getting away from the place that no longer felt like a home. Turning back to the window a memory came to surface as a teenage girl sat on the bus watching old Brooklyn go by. She thought life was so slow she wanted to grow up faster and experience life. Y/n wanted to find love like her parents had. "What are you thinking about doll?" She turned and in Steve's place was Bucky her adoptive big brother. "Nothing important, James." She said with a sigh as the old modeled cares turned back to modern vehicles and yellow taxi's.

Tony woke up and ran around the tower while calling and texting his wife. "Friday track Y/n' s phone. He said as he went to the lab to get in his suit. "She's as NYC airline." The irish voice answered as he stepped into the suit letting it close around him. Before the hatch could open completely he was flying out of the tower to the airport. "Any idea which flight?" He asked wanting to get there before it's to late. "No boss, but the next flight leaving is heading for U.K and boarding in fifteen minutes." Time was running out he needed ever second he could spare. "We'll make it in ten." That night Ironman flew to save whatever he had left.

Y/n held her ticket in her shaking hands her breath uneven. Steve left after the bus dropped her off they said their goodbyes not making the separation hurt any less. Her thoughts came back to Tony all the good times made her smile, but the dark clouds took them over soon after. It felt so right to be in his arms thinking about the future they had with each other within seconds that became a distant memory. What's sad is she wants to go back wondering if she held on to those moments longer they'll last forever. The ring she slipped back on her finger weighed a ton. Y/n didn't have the strength to take it off not for good at least and this made her feel weak. Pain was heavy in her heart from the constant ache, but the little voice kept saying maybe if we tried harder he would have loved us the way we love him, maybe rushing into a relationship wasn't the best idea, maybe he's happier without us ,maybe not telling him about the positive test was the best option ,maybe...maybe.

A hand resting on her stomach she wanted to laugh, but that would have brought on a fresh wave of tears. She started off the day without Tony in bed and sicker then she's been since her pre-serum years. Y/n went to the doctor completely covered form any prying eyes and the test were clear she couldn't believe it she took about ten test in her studio bathroom before heading back to the tower. Howard warned her and Steve that the serum might sterilize them, but at the time both of them were to small and sickly and she knew getting pregnant might kill her anyways so they both agreed to it. Y/n wished she could hug the man today he made her better and let her have a gift she never thought was possible. A baby was growing inside her. Tony never really talked about kids and neither did she since that wasn't a possibility before, but the moment she held five of the clearer test she wanted to rush into his arms and have him be the first to know. That quickly fell apart that evening and now she's here.

The suit landed out side the airport and Tony immediately ran out of it into the building looking through his tented shades he followed the path Friday set for him rushing through security. "Now boarding flight A145 to United Kingdom. Ahora aborda—" The intercom rang out. He was running out of time. There he saw h/c hair one of a couple dozen in line due to the oddly timed flight. "Y/N!!" Many heads turned at the shout while so gasped and whispers started. She looked at him and froze. His eyes looked bloodshot and he wore baggy sweats and a AC/DC shirt. Turning back around she tried to get on the plane quicker, but a hand grabbed her arm. "Please listen to me. I'm so so sorry! I'm a fucking moron okay? I know I just keep screwing up between us and I know you're tired of me saying I'll change, but if it means I keep you in my life I'll do damn near anything." Tony's voice shook as his eyes welled with tears people crowed to see the Starks some seemed to clued in on the subject while others were lost. "You can't fix this Tony. There's nothing to fix between us you said your piece and actions speak louder then words there is no saving this." Y/n whimpered holding her hand in her own.

"I can save us, N/n! Please just give me a chance too. You and me against the world right?" She shook her head no as she looked into his brown eyes with her glassy e/c ones. "Wrong. You just don't get it do you? You don't save a marriage by sleeping with other people. And I gave you more then enough chances to change because God I changed so much for you!! I gave up saving people, gave up painting in the tower, stopped helping Pepper with business, stopped going to briefings, and so much more. All for you and you couldn't do one thing for me." With quivering hands she gently brushed the tears from his cheeks letting her hands go from his shoulders to his hands. "I loved you, Anthony. I always will have a special place in my heart for you, but clearly the same doesn't go for you." Y/n now held one of his hands bringing his knuckles to her lips giving them a chaste kiss.

She let go of his hand as she stepped back from him many of the passengers having already boarded the plane. "Don't say goodbye." He said voice small and weak. "...don't think of this as a goodbye. We just met at the wrong time in the wrong place. Maybe I'll come back to you and just maybe we can start again from the beginning, but until then this is a see you later." She turned and went on board as he stood their feet glued the the floor. Looking down at the hand she held the ring sat in his palm she left him with a piece of his heart while she took the rest with her. What is a marriage without love

————————————————————————————————————————————

A/n this is the second to last one before the full masterlist is posted. Fyi I wrote a happy ending and if it's really wanted I'll make a short one-shot of it but angst ending for now.

Next quote is a free space and I'm going ham!!!!

#spnquotebingo #tony stark #tony stark x reader #cheating #quote bingo #pregnant!reader #divorce #angst #no happy ending #steve rogers #Rogers!reader #bucky barnes #natasha romanoff #heart break

252 notes · View notes

thegreenmetblue · 3 years

Text

@itfeelssogoodmrstark planted the best idea in my brain

So...

Peter and Tony are both actors.

When Peter has been called to be a part of this movie he just couldn’t believe it. Not only he’s gonna meet his celebrity crush, the Tony Stark but they’re gonna have to act like a couple! A freaking couple

At first, Peter is in heaven : this is the best experience of his life so far. Tony is such a nice guy and he isn’t considering Peter like a newbie at all, he talks with him as if they were both on equal rank, and that makes him feel so at ease. He’s not gonna lie, pretending to be in a relationship with your crush is also a part of his happiness

But Peter get more and more stressed when the weeks of filming go by because he knows they’re getting closer to that particular scene. A sex scene.

They don’t talk about it. It seems like for Tony this is completely normal, but Peter is so scared because there’s no way he’s not gonna get hard.

One night, the night before, Tony knocks on Peter’s cabin and just says they should practice for the scene. Peter’s heart just stops

« Wh... What ? What do... What do you mean pratcice ? »

« Relax, Kiddo. Kissing need training, we don’t wanna have surprises for the actual scene, don’t we ? »

Peter’s heart is beating so hard. At least they’re only practicing kissing and not... the rest of the scene.

Tony is lesding the act, leading the kiss and Peter’s completely fine with it cause his brain just stopped working. He’s kissing his celebrity crush. He’s kissing Tony Stark. And the kiss is so perfect, Tony’s lips on his own are so good that he can’t help it. He knows he’s getting hard. He’s so embarrased about it. About the fact it only took 10 seconds of kissing for it. Tony notices it obviously, but just smirks. He’s kinda flattered by it.

But then, the more they kiss, the more Peter is being flustered, the more he seems to forget they’re suppose to pretend. He can’t stop the moans from his mouth and his little shaking. And it doesn’t help that Tony is whispering him things like «You’re doing so good, Pete... yeah just like that. Use that pretty tongue of yours. Yeah, good boy... » It doesn’t help at all.

When they decide to take a break, thanks god, Peter was about to cream his pants like a 12 years boy, the younger pathetically tries to hide his boner to the older man and failing miserably at it but little did he know that this was just what Tony had wished for.

« Stop worrying so much, Kid. Being hard is totally natural at this point... or maybe keep trying hiding it from me. You’re cute doing so. »

Tony chuckles watching the poor boy trying his best to not make a fool of himself. Peter moans at that.

And then Tony asks they keep practicing a bit. Just to be sure everything goes as planned tomorrow. They keep kissing and Peter doesn’t even realize this is getting a bit too personal. Is that normal if he grabs me like that? If his hands is... fuck! His hand is under my shirt ? Why is he bitting my lips ? Fuck this is so good... Is he supposed to use his tongue that much ? He needs to stop or Imma cum, fuck. Is he... maybe ? No that must be for the characters...

And then, tomorrow comes and they have their real sex scene on screen. Peter didn’t sleep at all, trying his best to fake moans, not to give Tony hints that even a fake sex scene is gonna leave him all breathless and so turned on. Tony’s character is supposed to jerk Peter’s off and there’s a blanket over them to hide everything. They could just pretend. They should just pretend.

Tony doesn’t

Peter is getting almost scared at first bc Shit Im pretty sure he’s not supposed to really do that ??? but let go pretty easily cause Fuck that is so good... I... I can’t believe Tony is jerking me off, Tony’s hand is on my cock, f... fuck its so good. Imma cum so fast shit. He ends up coming really fast but for his defense, that was the first time someone touched him like this.

And when the directors congrat them at the end of the scene bc « That looked so real, good job guys! »Tony can’t help but pinching Peter’s ass and winking at the boy while Peter is doing his best not letting the red getting too much on his cheeks while whispering a faint « Th... Thanks. »

But after that, they don’t talk about it. They film their last scene of the day and Peter is doing a bad job but he can’t stop thinking about what happened and then they both separately go into their cabin.

But not even an hour passes before Peter can’t hold himself anymore. And he goes knocking at Tony’s cabin. The older man opens, smirking bc he knew the boy wouldnt stay far away for so long. And then Peter is just rambling stupid things so Tony cuts him

« What are you doing here so late ? You should go to sleep we have lots of shooting tomorrow, Kiddo.»

Peter just snaps and goes straight to the point

« I think we need to practice some more. »

#starker #tony stark #ironspider #iron man #peter parker x tony stark #tony stark x peter parker #marvel #peter parker #robert downey jr #tom holland #leah writes sometimes

159 notes · View notes

teddy06writes · 3 years

Text

The Phantom Of The Opera AU

requested by this anon: “Okay so I know you’re a musical kid so you have probably listened to/heard of Phantom of the Opera. Picture this: Dream as the Phamtom x Fem!reader as Christine x Sapnap as Raul”

Dream x Fem!reader and Sapnap x fem!reader (with dream as the phantom and sapnap as Raul)

trigger warnings: death, dream being a low key creeper, maybe some swears, my general lack of knowledge of this musical

premise: Phantom AU, not neccicarily the full story, its mainly what I’ve seen/read/listened to that I think is important, and like eight of the songs. Ummm, I feel like the summary above is enough for you to get the general idea.

(y/l/n)- your last name

“blep” regular talking

“Belp” singing

When things are in counterpoint, regular text will be (y/n), (text in parenthesis is sapnap), and {bracketed text is Dream}

if you, like me are unfamilliar with the story, this is the summary that arrived in my inbox last night (thank you so much to the person who sent that by the way, it really helped)

“So basically phantom of the opera is a love triangle between 3 people, the Phantom (P) x Christine (C) x Raul (R). C and R were childhood friends until R had to move away. C grew up in the Opera house with her dad (deceased) as a music writer. C grows up getting “private” singing lessons from P ( he is literally talking to her through a vent ((Among Us omg)) or something idk). Fast forward into the future to present day. C is a ballerina at the opera and one day, the phantom makes the set malfunction so that the lead female opera singer (she’s a jerk. Forgot her name) can’t preform and C has to preform as the lead instead. Coincidentally, the night Christine sings as the lead is the day R comes to see her show and R is like “ooWooga she be fine now ig”. R and C catch up after the show and R goes away for a minute and then P is like “aight C imma kidnap you for a sec with no purpose whatsoever to the plot except for a cool song” and then C returns to her normal life ig. P them sends stuff to the people in charge of the Opera saying “ayo C be pretty fine, let her be the lead again” the people in charge of the opera were like “nah fam, let’s have the person who was supposed to be the lead be the lead”. Upset by this, during the show, P broke the chandelier and it fell into the audience. C is like “I love you uwu” R is like”let’s get engaged” C is like “let’s keep it a secret so the crazy P guy doesn’t find out” and little did they know during that conversation P was hiding and overheard everything and is now sad boi hours. A masquerade happens and P shows up like “ayo I heard you trynna steal my boo” and R is like “nah she my boo” and they duel or whatever. Idk how it transitions to this but the Opera runs another show and they make C the lead to not upset P. However, during a love song (Past the point of no return, it literally slaps), C realizes that the person singing isn’t the original actor, it is P! And then P straight up kidnaps C after the song, takes her to his lair and is like “boo you gotta marry me or I destroy the opera house with everyone inside it” C is like “fine ig” P takes off his mask and reveals he is hiding burn marks and he kisses C and C kisses back. P is like” my mom never even kissed me” and P let’s C go, telling her to go marry R... or you can just watch this video lmao https://youtu.be/4a5nahw3zi8″

On that note, here we go:

{that only goes for the final scene where its all three, it varies otherwise}

{Things I have learned while preparing this story, 1. the actual phantoms name is Erik, like what a nerd, 2. he’s also not actually a ghost??? He’s literally just some creeper who lives in an opera house screwing with people; also yes Eret is the strict lady who yells at everyone and talks to the phantom, deal with it}

{pls send me more musical au asks I really liked doing this, even if it took me a while}

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The ravenous applause of the audience seemed to echo in your ears, even after you had left the stage.

You’re debut as the female lead in Hannibal had been a smashing success, and as the rest of the chorus girls backstage were saying, it was all thanks to the Phantom scaring Hannah off.

Niki practically ran up to you from the rehearsal room, “(y/n) that was incredible!”

You grinned, “Oh I feel like I’m floating Niki! Thank you for volunteering me for the role.”

“Don’t thank me, Thank whoever's giving you those lessons,” She bumped her hip against yours, grinning cheekily, “And if what the girls are saying is true you’ll have to thank him for getting Hannah out of here.”

You chuckled, but before you could say anything else Madame Eret was approaching, knocking the end of their cane of the ground, “Miss Nihachu, you are a dancer are you not?”

Niki nodded.

“Then get back to rehearsal,” he waited until Niki hurried off to turn to you, “He is most pleased with your performance, here.”

You took the note from him, reading over it quietly, “Red scarf..... the attic.... little lotte?”

She simply shrugged, leaving you to turn and head up your dressing room.

As you changed out of your costume from the show you couldn’t help but hum the song that had earned the most applause, “Think of me, think of me of me fondly, when we’ve said goodbye.”

Reaching around you found your dressing gown, pulling it on and tying up the front, “Remember me, once and a while. Please, promise you’ll try...”

Your words faded off as your sat down at your vanity, beginning to brush out your hair.

“Where is your red scarf Miss (y/l/n)? I hope you haven’t lost it. Not after all the trouble I went through to retrieve it for you.”

You turned to see a tall dark hair man standing in the doorway, a grin spreading across your face as he continued, “I was only 14 and soaked to the bone...”

“Because you ran into the sea to fetch my red scarf!” You exclaimed, jumping up and flinging your arms around him excietedly, “Sapnap! How I’ve missed you!”

He chuckled, pulling away, and offering you a single red rose, “(y/n)... Little Lotte let her mind wander...”

“You remember that too?” You asked with a giggle.

Sapnap smiled and kept singing, “Little Lotte thought: am I fonder of dolls,”

“Or of goblins or shoes?” You joined in, “Or of riddles of frocks, or chocolates.”

“Those picnics n the attic...” He reminisced.

You closed your eyes, remembering those long ago days, “Father playing the violin.”

“As we read each other those dark stories of the north.”

“No what I like best, little Lotte said, is when I’m asleep in my bed,” You sang, “And the angel of music sings songs in my head!”

“The angel of music sings songs in my head.” He repeated softly.

You smiled at him, an excited fond feeling forming in your stomach as you sank back into your chair, “Father said, when I am in heaven child I will send the angel of music to you. Well now father is dead, Sapnap. And I have been visited by the angel of music.”

“Well that is very evident,” He chuckled, taking your hands, “Your performance was wonderful. And now, we shall go to supper.”

“Oh- sapnap I can’t, the angle of music is very strict.”

He didn’t seem to understand the urgency in your voice as he laughed again, “Well I shant keep you up late.”

“No- Sapnap, things have changed-”

“You have to change,” He interrupted, “And I have to grab my hat. Two minutes little lotte.”

As he went out the door you cried after him, “Sapnap! Thing have changed Sapnap!”

But he was out of earshot, and the voice that had become so familiar to you was booming, “Insolate boy! This Slave of fashion basking in your glory! Ignorant fool! This brave young suitor, sharing my triumph!”

“Angel I hear you! Speak, I listen! Stay by my side and gude me!” You begged up to the ceiling, “Angel my soul was weak! Forgive me! Enter at last master!”

“Flattering child, you shall know me, see why in the shadow I hide, look at your face in the mirror, I am their inside!”

The voice sounded closer now, and you couldn’t help but look around, “Angel of music! Hide no longer!”

You turned again, finding yourself face to face with what seemed like a mask, floating in your mirror, “Come to me, strange angel!”

“I am your angel! Come to me angel of music!”

A shadowy figure seemed to appear behind the smiling mask, a hand outstretched to you. In a daze you stood, grabbing his hand and allowing him to lead you away down a dark pathway.

“Who’s voice is that?” Sapnap asked, knocking on the now closed door, “(y/n) who’s in there?”

“Come with me angel of music!” Dream, the Phantoms voice echoed again.

“(y/n)!”

“In sleep he came to me, the voice which calls to me and speaks my name!” You moved quietly through the passages, following Dream, “And Do I dream again? for now I find, the phantom of the opera is there, inside my mind!”

“Sing once again with me our strange duet! My power over you grows stronger yet! And though you turn from me to look behind, the phantom of the opera is there! Inside your mind!” He sang, turning back to make sure you were following once more.

The walls of the tunnel seemed to widen, and you could almost make out an empty candle lit space.

You reached out, fingers almost brushing the edge of his cloak, “Those who have seen your face draw back in fear! I am the mask you wear..”

“It’s me they hear...”

As you emerged into a cross roads of the tunnels, you sang in tandem, “Your (my) spirit and your (my) voice in one combined, the phantom of the opera is there, inside your (my) mind!”

He helped you into the boat that waited in one tunnel, before casting off, propelling the boat down the slow moving current, “In all your fantasies, you always knew the man and mystery...”

“Were both in you....” You sang softly as the boat came to dock in a wide chamber.

Slowly you climbed out of the boat after him, looking around the dank space, and at the organ in the corner.

Dream pulled off his cloak, “And in this labyrinth where the night is blind..”

“The Phantom of the opera is there! Inside my mind......”

As the people downstairs argued, you tried to think over what had happened. Was it a dream? It didn’t seem like it, but still, a man appearing in her looking glass? Taking her away and singing words of praise, words of love, words that made nearly no sense now that it was day, and a haze covered your memory.

The one thing that remained clear was the monster she had found beyond the mask.

All too soon it seemed you were being rushed into rehearsals, being told you no longer had a speaking role, as Hannah had returned, and was back to her diva ways.

Rehearsals that would normally drag on seemed to go quicker now, and soon you and the rest of the girls were getting ready for the performance.

“This is ridiculous,” Niki muttered as she adjusted her costume, “You should be playing the duchess, not Hannab.”

“Hannah is the featured soprano. She’s always the lead.” You retorted.

“But how will Sapnap know to look for you in the chorus?” Niki teased.

You elbowed her, laughing lightly, “Shut up. Besides I doubt the phantom would let him see me again.”

The show had gone well, at least until the fifth scene.

All the music stopped abruptly as a voice boomed, “Did I not instruct that box five was to be left empty?”

“He’s here: The Phantom Of The Opera!” Niki cried from offstage.

Your head jerked up to turn and look at the audience, “It’s Dream!”

“Your part is silent, you toad!” Hannah snapped.

From somewhere up in the audience Dream frowned, “A toad Madame? Perhaps it is you who is the toad...”

Hanna opened her mouth to continue on her script, but no sound seemed to come out, save for what was close the a croak.

The men who had bought the opera house, Wilbur and Tommy were coming rushing down from their box, “Ladies and gentlemen we apologize! The performance will continue in ten minutes time, with Miss (y/l/n) as the duchess!”

Tommy nodded as Wilbur finished, “And for now, we will give you the ballet, from act three of tonight's show!”

The ballet didn’t last long, as when you returned to the wings dressed for the new role you had been given, someone let out a horrified scream.

“What the-”

You were cut off as you looked up to see Shlatt, the stagehand in charged of the curtains, hanging from the rigging, a noose fully tightened around his neck.

“Ladies and gentlemen remain calm! It was just an accident- remain calm!” Someone shouted.

Through the darkness you could make out Dream’s menacing figure, the smiling mask watching you threateningly as you clamped your hand over your mouth to stop the scream that had ripped at your throat.

“(y/n)? (y/n) are you alright?” Sapnap had run down onto the stage in all the chaos.

“We- we have to get out of here,” You choked, grabbing his hand, “We aren’t safe here.”

He didn’t seem to understand the reason behind your panic, but even so he offer you his arm, “Lets leave then.”

Twenty minutes later you ended up in an empty park, the panic that filled your chest not yet fading as Sapnap asked, “Why have you brought me here?”

“We can’t go back there!” You exclaimed.

“But we must return.” He gripped your hands, “Darling their bound to be missing you.”

You shook your head, “Sapnap- He’ll kill you! His eyes will find us there!”

“(y/n), don’t say that! It’s okay (y/n), it’s okay!”

You looked up into the darkened sky, “No it’s not- no it’s not- Those eyes that burn!”

“Don’t even think it!” He cried desperately.

You couldn’t tell whether you were trembling from fear, or from the cold, as you sang, “And if he has to kill a thousand men....”

“Forget this waking nightmare!” Sapnap insisted.

“....The phantom of the opera will kill.” You sang distractedly.

He gripped your shoulders, “This phantom is a fable, (y/n), believe me!”

“And kill again....” You shuddered at the idea of Dream doing anything to Sapnap.

Both of you sang, “God who is this man, who hunts to kill? (this mask of death?)

“I can’t escape him!” You cried.

He shook his head, “Whose voice is it you hear...”

“...I never will!”

“With every breath?”

His grip on your shoulders tightened, pulling you closer to him as you both sang, “And in this labyrinth where light is blind, the phantom of the opera is there, inside my (your) mind!”

“There is no Phantom of the Opera!”

“Sapnap- I’ve been there, inside his world of never ending light! To a world where daylight dissolves into darkness, darkness! Sapnap I’ve seen him!” You cried. “Can I ever forget that sight? Can I ever escape that face? So distorted, disformed it was hardly a face! in the darkness, darkness. But his voice filled my spirit with a strange, sweet sound in that night there was music in my mind And through music my soul began to soar! And I heard as I'd never heard before!”

“What you had was a dream and nothing more!”

You could hardly look up at him, “yet in his eyes was all the sadness in the world! Those pleading eyes that both threaten and adore!”

“(y/n), (y/n)!” Sapnap exclaimed.

“.....(y/n)......” A different voice seemed to cry into the night.

You gasped, pressing yourself against Sapnap, “What was that?”

He hugged you tightly, before pulling back and singing gently, “No more talk of darkness, forget these wide eyed fears. I’m here, and nothing can harm you, my words will warm and calm you.”

You relaxed into his grip, listening to his quiet voice, “Let me be your freedom, let daylight dry your tears, I’m here, with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you.”

“Say you love me, every waking moment. Turn my head and talk of summer time,” You looked up at him, biting your lip, “Say you need me now and always, promise me that all you say is true, that's all I ask of you.”

“Let me be your shelter, let me be your light, you are safe, no one will find you. Your fears are far behind you.” He assured you, smiling softly.

“All I want is freedom, a world with no more night. And you to always be beside me, to hold me and to hide me.” You admitted.

Sapnap’s smile grew wider, “Then say you’ll share with me, one love, one life time. Let me lead you from your solitude. Say you need me here, beside you. Anywhere you go let me go too, (y/n), that's all I ask of you.”

“Say you’ll share with me, one love, one life time,” You repeated, “Say the word, and I’ll follow you.”

“Share each day with me, each night, each morning.” You sang together as he leaned down to rest his forehead on yours.

“Say you love me?”

He smiled, whispering, “You know I do.”

“Love me- that's all I ask of you.” You both sang, before he leaned in to gently press a kiss to your lips, “Any where you go, let me go too. Love me- thats all I ask of you.”

Sapnap kissed you again, before pulling away, “We could go anywhere- we could be married! You would marry me, yes?”

“Oh, yes, Sapnap, yes I would. If you’d have me.” You nodded, eagerly.

He grinned, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

You couldn’t help but giggle, before turning back toward the direction of the opera house, “I must go back, they’ll wonder where I am. Wait for me Sapnap!”

“(y/n), I love you!” He exclaimed.

“Wait for me, Sapnap. Order your finest horses and being waiting by the door.” You could go back, and continue working at the opera house, there was nothing left for you to fear while Sapnap was there.

“And soon you’ll be beside me!” He chuckled.

You grinned, “To guard me and too guide me!”

Sapnap offered you his arm again, and you headed off out of the park, toward the opera house.

Slowly, Dream slinked from the shadows where he had watched the proposal, “I gave you my music, made your song take wing. And now your repaid me, denied and betrayed me.”

He groaned running a hand through his hair, “He was bound to love you, when he heard you sing. (y/n)- oh (y/n)-”

He was cut off by the sounds of your voices drifting down the street, Say you’ll share with me, one love, one life time, Say the word, and I’ll follow you. Share each day with me, each night, each morning.”

Dream’s hands flew to his ears, desperate to block out the sounds- he had been so sure that you could’ve loved him, but now Sapnap was stealing you away.

“You will curse the day you did not do, all that the phantom asked of you!” He bellowed.

The following weeks at the opera house were a blur of panic masked by busyness, Wilbur and Tommy refusing to let the disaster of the chandelier falling from keeping the company from working on their next performance.

You kept on working, the ring on the chain Sapnap had given you around your neck helping you to feel safe, even as the chorus girls cited the Phantom for the cause of all the distress.

Now you were back in your dressing room, getting ready for dinner with Sapnap.

“Wander child, so lost, so helpless,” A soft voice seemed to drift down from no where, “Yearning for my guidance.”

You looked up at the ceiling, “angel or father? Friend or phantom? Who is it their staring?”

“Have you forgotten your angel?” The voice murmured, Dream appearing once again in your mirror.

You turned to him, almost in a trance, “angel, oh, speak, what endless longings, echo in this whisper.”

Sapnap, having arrived to the opera house appeared in the door, watched as you moved toward the phantom.

“Too long you’ve wandered the winter...” Dream continued to sing, hand outstretched to you.

“Once again she is his.” Sapnap sang, as you started to cross the room toward the mirror where the phantom stood.

“...far from my far reaching eyes.”

“Wildly my mind beats against you....” You sang, transfixed.

Behind the mask Dream grinned, “You resist. Yet your soul obeys.”

“Once again she returns, to the arms of her angel. Angel or demon? Still he calls her, luring her back from the grave. Angel or dark seducer? Who are you strange angel?” Sapnap sang, again, more to himself than you or Dream.

Dream beckoned you forward again, “I am your angel of music, come to me angel of music!”

“Angel of darkness, cease this torment!” Sapnap exclaimed, moving into the room properly and drawing attention to himself.

Dream unbothered, continued to sing, “I am your angle of music! Come to me angel of music!”

“(y/n), (y/n) listen to me! Whatever you may believe- this thing, this man is not your father!” Sapnap yelled, “(y/n)! Let her go! For gods sake let her go!”

Jarred by his sudden yell, you turned, the trance broken, “Sapnap...”

Dream, unimpressed, began to clap, deadpanning, “Bravo monsieur. Such spirited words.”

“No more tricks monsieur!” Sapnap yelled, stepping forward to put himself between you and Dream.

“Oh, but that's not any fun. Why don’t you come closer, sir? Keep coming this way.”

Sapnap, not liking to be challenged, stepped forward, “You cannot win her love by holding her prisoner!”

“No- Sapnap don’t!” You grabbed his hand, pulling him back.

He nodded resolutely, gripping your hand as you both moved toward the door, “Lets go then, no more time will be spent with this monster.”

“Don’t go!” Dream wailed as you hurried away down the hall, “Now let it be war upon you both!”

Something was going wrong, of course it was, because when was it not?

Your entrance in Don Juan Triumphant had gone according to plan, but the man who had stepped out as Don Juan was not George, as it should have been.

You steeled yourself, trying to come up with a logical reason.

George must have gotten sick, and a stand in had taken his place, yes that must be it.

“Past the point of no return, no backward glances, the games we played till now, are at an end.” The man sang, “Past all thought of ‘if’ or ‘when’, no use resisting, abandon that thought and let the dream descend.”

Your panic seemed to rise, the double meaning in his words filling you with dread.

“What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire locks the door? What sweet seduction lies before is? Past the point of no return, the final thread hold. What unspoken secrets will we learn? Beyond the point of no return.”

You moved carefully to your next mark, trying to work out who it was in George’s place, “You have brought me, to the moment when words run dry, to the moment when speech disappears into silence, silence.

I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why, in my mind I already imagined, our bodies entwined. Defenseless and silent, now I am here with you, no second thoughts, I’ve decided, decided.”

You just barley stopped from trembling as you realized, it was Dream, “Past the point of no return, no going back now. Our passion play has now, at last, begun. Past all thought of right and wrong. One final question: how long should we two wait, before we’re one?”

“When will the blood being to race? When will the sleeping bud burst into bloom? When will the flames at last consume us?” You finished, taking an only slightly shaky breath.

The phantom grabbed your hand as you both sang, “Past the point of no return, the final threshold. The bridge is crossed so stand and watch it burn, we’ve past the point of no return!”

Everyone in the audience seemed to hold their breath, they too knew that this was not George. The cloak that had hidden Dreams mask fell, and they gasped upon seeing the plaster smiling face.

He grinned behind the mask, and punctuated, “Say you’ll share with me, one love, one lifetimes lead me, save me from my solitude.”

The words stung even before he pulled out a ring, holding it out to you, “come with me, or this whole place will come down upon us.”

Slowly you looked to the audience, Sapnap was standing in the isle, looking worried.

You couldn’t let him get hurt.

You nodded reluctantly, as he continued, “say you want me by your side anywhere you go let me go too, (y/n) that’s all I ask of-“

Slowly, you reached up, pulling the mask off his face, revealing the terribly scared face to the world.

The gasps turned into horrible screams as a curtain was raised, and Georges body tumbled onto the stage.

Almost immediately Dream flung his cloak around you, disappearing.

Sapnap ran up onto the stage, along with the crew, police officers and other patrons.

“Sapnap! Sapnap you’ve got to come with me!” Eret cried, rushing out onto the stage.

“What the hell is going on?”

“Sapnap!” They yelled again, “I know where they are!”

“But can I trust you?” He demanded.

She nodded, “yes, and remember, keep your hand up at eye level.”

“Why?”

“Punjab lasso.” Was all he offered in explication as he led Sapnap away.

Soon enough Sapnap was creeping through the shadows of the phantoms layer, watching as he tried to place a wedding veil on your head, “Too bad pity comes to late, turn around and face your fate, an entirety of this before your eyes!”

You turn to face him, looking up at the mess of scares that cover his face, “this haunted face holds no horror for me now, it is in your soul that the true distortion lies.”

The phantom turned suddenly, to Sapnaps hiding place, “Wait! I think, my dear, we have a guest! Sir, this is indeed an unparalleled delight! I had rather hoped that you would come And now my wish comes true— you have truly made my night!”

“Free her!” Sapnap yelled, stepping into the light, “do what you want to me but let her go!”

“Your lover makes a passionate plea.” Dream laughed at you.

“Sapnap it’s useless!” You cried.

Sapnap shook his head, “I love her! Does that mean anything To you? I love her! Show some compassion!”

“The world showed no compassion to me!” Dream retorted.

He reached out toward you, “(y/n), (y/n), please let me see her!”

Dream grinned maliciously, “be my guest.”

Sapnap rushed forwards, as Dream contiued to taunt, “Monsuier, i bid you welcome, did you think that I would hurt her? Why should I make her pay, for the sins which are yours?”

As he finished the last words the Punjab lasso came sailing out, and Sapnap barley had time to fling his arm back up as he was dragged back, the only thing keeping him from hanging being the fingers he’d wrangled between the rope and his neck.

“No!” You cried, struggling to your feet.

“Order your fine horses now!” Dream yelled, “Nothing now can save you, except maybe... (y/n).”

You stood, shaking as he turned to you, “Start a new life with me- buy his freedom with your love! Refuse me now and send your lover to his death! This is the choice, this is the point of no return!”

“(y/n), forgive me, please forgive me, I did it all for you, and all for nothing.” Sapnap sang, looking at you desperately.

At the same time you turned toward Dream, “Farewell my fallen idol, and my false friend, one by one my delusions shattered.”

“Too late for turning back, too late for prayers and useless pity!” Dream sang.

“{all hope of cries for help, no point in fighting!} (say you love and my life is over, either way you choose, he has to win!) {for ether way you choose, you cannot win! So do you end your days with me or do you send him to his grave?}”

“Why make her lie to you, to save me?” Sapnap yelled.

You looked between them desperately, “Angel of music..... {past the point of no return!} (For pity’s sake (y/n) say no! Don’t throw your life away for my sake!) Who deserves this? When will you see reason? {The Final threshold! His life is now the prize you must earn! You’ve passed the point of no return....}”

You looked at Dream, no longer trying to hide the fear that coursed through your veins, “Angel of music, you have deceived me, I gave myself blindly to you.”

“You try my patience! Make your choice!” Dream yelled.

Looking back at sapnap for a moment you stepped forward, whatever it would take, you would keep him safe, “Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of life have you known? God give me courage to show you, you are not alone.”

Reaching out, you took the mask from his hand, tossing it to the side as he moved closer to you as well.

Before you could hardly blink he was kissing you, and with little more than a second thought you kissed back.

Sapnap watched, in partials horror, until the phantom drew back, shaking as he whispered, “No one has ever kissed me- not even my own mother.”

You nodded, and then suddenly Dream began to move across the room, grabbing a knife from somewhere as he stalked up to Sapnap.

He paused for a beat, and you could feel the terror in the room- until he slashed at the rope, and Sapnap fell the ground.

You rushed over to him, kneeling beside him, “Sapnap! oh Sapnap!”

“Take her,” dream wailed, “Take her and forget me, forget all of this! Leave me alone- forget all you’ve seen....”

Sapnap struggled to his feet, holding you close to him as he backed towards the channel.

“Take the boat, leave me here, go now, please!”

The sounds of the mob looking for Georges murderer seemed to grow louder as they grew closer.

“Hurry! Now before its too late!” Dream yelled.

Sapnap hurriedly started to help you into the boat, but you pulled away, moving back to the Phantom, long enough to hand him the ring.

Then you were off, turning to Sapnap as the current carried the boat away, “I’m sorry Sapnap- I couldn’t let him hurt you- I couldn’t!”

“Shhh. It’s alright (y/n), it’s alright. He can’t hurt you anymore.” He murmured, pulling you into his arms.

“Say you’ll share with me, one love one lifetime.” You sang shakily.

Sapnap nodded, “Say the word and I’ll follow you.”

“Share each day with me, each night, each morning...” The sounds of your voices traveled back up the tunnel for Dream to hear.

He sighed, looking resolutly into the distance, “You alone can make my song take flight- It’s over now, the music of the night!”

#mcyt x reader #mcyt imagines #dreamwastaken x reader #sapnap x reader #phantom of the opera #teddy06 writes

87 notes · View notes